As a somewhat normal human, I have hundreds (if not thousands) of interactions every day. Perhaps just an exchange of glances, a quick hello on the running path, a thoughtful mea culpa when I once again realize that my wife was correct AGAIN. Even more, I think I am particularly cognizant of being in the right place at the right time. Yesterday I was in the grocery store parking lot, just finishing loading my groceries in the back of the Highlander, when I noticed an elderly woman having obvious difficulties opening the trunk of her car. Immediately I walked over and asked if I could help. She gave me her keys, so I unlocked her trunk and loaded in her bags. It’s not a medal of honor kind of thing, just one of those fleeting connections.
It was with this thought that I began surfing the internet in an attempt to find out anything about one of my high school friends, Jim McLean, who I mentioned near the end of a recent review (http://beeredland.com/2013/08/20/159/). This is an absolutely shameless plug for his invention. Just tell me he doesn’t have one of the “smilingest” pairs of eyes…
P.S. That damn $16 beer is still in the refrigerator.