Peanuts, Shuffleboard, and Cold June Wind

Meet Martin at the Hutch. Free peanuts by the basket, war films on the tele as we wait our turn on the table. Table is fast with a few “wilshire” patches. Luck is on my side on this night and I take two straight. On the bikes, up through Laurelhurst, trees bending and whirring in the cold June wind. Goodfoot treats us like family as always. Talk of big change, finances, and family. Spicy fries to soak up another round. Time to pedal home. Plenty of work in the morning. Man , the wind is blowing.