Incongruities . . .

I was on my way to church on Sunday, and slowed down to talk to an old guy from our church who was pulled over along the road. I was worried that he was in some kind of distress. His car door was open, and he was sitting on the driver’s seat. I rolled down my window and asked him if he needed help. He said “no, I’m just making sure that turtle gets across the road.” I nodded and drove past. I’ve never seen anyone west of Stone Harbor stopping traffic for a turtle…

Then I was out shopping when a car drove by with one of those “boom blaster” radios, and the sounds of NPR’s A Prairie Home Companion thundered across the parking lot. Go figure . . .

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