May God bless you and your...
I can remember many, many summers ago. Me and my cousin Brittany were working out at the shop. Uncle Charles would come in and ask us in a joking manner, “What ya think, Skeeta Weetah: do I look good?” And that would just tickle me and Brittany to death. We would laugh and tell him that he was too old to look good. He would say, “Aww baby, I ain’t ever too old. When you get my age, you’ll see.” You know when you’re twelve, thirteen and fourteen, thirty and forty is what you call old. ...
Melisssa Druery
September 23, 2008 | Round Rock, TX


