Andrew Chops Bertrand writes…
Here I am, sitting in my truck, covered in drywall dust eating my lunch. When I suddenly realized that the tears running down my face were leaving a trail where once my face had been powdered. Thanks for the stories Mike, every week is better than the last, I’m going to go wash my face before the tear stains betray my facade.
Love it! So glad you enjoyed this episode. It was a personal one. As for the rest of you, here’s a link to the story that made Andrew Chops Bertrand cry. If I can make a hardened drywaller weep, imagine what I can do for you?
Episode 203: There’s a Hole in Daddy’s Arm
Mike’s Facebook Page