Special Delivery, Part One
Our well-endowed friend comes for the weekend - and brings a very special package in addition to his usual one.
I’d no sooner set my phone down than it buzzed and then rang again. I assumed it was Richard, calling back again in the midst of his drive home from work to say he’d forgotten to tell me something, but the caller ID said otherwise. It said “Brown Man”, my nickname for our long-time UPS driver and more recent good friend and playmate, James, so dubbed because my nephew, when he was about four, dubbed their UPS delivery guy...