A Grand Day


Liam and I somehow got into conversation about what a beautiful day it was.  I asked him if he lived here in the city.

Why sure, he replied, he has a grand little spot just down the road under the bridge.  He doesn’t like it at any of the shelters.

That’s when the crazies in his head start giving him a hard time . . . .    “like, you know.”

He has worked here and there in the US for more than a few years but is not planning on going back home until he’s made it here.

“Plus, ” he reminded me, “everyone knows all the best bars are up here on 2nd Ave!”