The Short End

I wonder what to me Pops and me Grandpa Joe would think of me up in the old barn working in shorts?

Probably not much. But I have done it before, and it's supposed to be blazing hit next week. They're calling for 100 degrees Monday.

Growing up, we all worked in dark blue work uniforms. Man, they were hot. Yet Dad and Joe and me, we wore them just the same no matter the thermometer.

Still, I think I'll go the shorts and tee shirt route next week. It's a sin to hide legs like mine anyway.