Running Into My Mentor... Literally

I was thinking of my Mentor the other day (I needed a favor - typical), and hadn’t heard back from him so I was wondering if he was back home in Maine, when lo and behold, I saw him at the intersection near our house. He didn’t see me at first and as he was pulling into the intersection, I ran the stop sign (slowly) and cut him off. I could see him reaching for his Glock to take care of me, but then he recognized me and pulled over for a chat.

It was nice seeing him, and I was able to ask my favor, to which he replied in the affirmative. Then we were off on our merry way. Don’t you love when that happens?

Until the next time, thanks for reading.