The banker, my banker, asked me if I’d like to go get a drink with him yesterday. We were at the feed store at the same time. Sure enough, I’d get a cup of coffee with the feller that keeps my wheels greased and the wolves away from the door.
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Opinion, Pages 6 on 06/29/2011
Print Headline: Be thankful for your place in life