hugoroark

I experienced one of the quintessential man-moments this weekend as I got on the riding lawn mower and cut the grass...*snif* *snif*....the smell of fresh cut grass brings back a flood of memories.

My Step-pa is a Truck Driver and recovering from open heart...his grouchiness subsided as he saw me cutting that grass just before the rain fell. I felt proud in the borrowed Truckers Poly-Mesh Hat along with my long sleeve button up Dickies shirt...ain't no thrift store hip in these parts...its all OG.