Recalcitrance And Intransigence Are Not Virtues

My grandfather was a wretchedly stubborn man. We would often go up to the ‘slop house’ under the viaduct to ‘go tell some lies’ which was the favorite pastime of the Danville yokels. The Slop House was just a restaurant where we’d go get a cup when Granny was sewing.

The old men were either bald or had buzzcuts. Bib overalls and boots were the typical ware but Pop always wore his…