I remember the day I hired young Billy to stock shelves at my old hardware store. The boy was bright-eyed and eager, full of ambition to “climb the ladder.” He saw his starting wage as a pit stop on the way to the corner office. One afternoon, I found him staring at a jar of […]

Stop me if you’ve heard this one! I was down at the hardware store one fine afternoon when Mrs. Gable came rushing in, face as red as a ripe tomato. She was clutching her head with both hands and said, “Bojangles! My boy Bobby, bless his heart, just superglued the family cat to the living […]