Grandpa’s Boy Whipped Out A Fat Knot

And I’m pretty sure that Iridium flare was him smiling at me.

Photo by Chinh Le Duc on Unsplash

I’d roll with my Grandfather when he would go collecting from his commercial accounts. He owned the largest waste management company in the area at the time and business was booming.

Every visit to a customer site was the same. Pull up to an office trailer, stomp up the…