The Town Drunk

I live and grew up in the same small town. When we were kids, we would often reference the town drunk. He was a valued part of conversation from taunts to lore. He drank aftershave, you know?

The town drunk seems a quaint ideal now in the age of crack and meth. Sure he was disheviled, and of course, a drunk, but he worked odd jobs, and never hurt anyone.

It seems strange how this epitome of disgrace would hardly merit notice now.

A buddy of mine and I were just talking about him thirty years ( I suppose) after his death. We commented there was a certain honor to him now in retrospect.

Here's to you, Rob.