Full heart…..empty gas tank!
So last night, I’m driving the golf cart home to the south end of town, having been at a friend’s house north of the bridge. For those unfamiliar with the island, the north end and south end are basically determined by the toll bridge as you enter town. Anyway, when leaving the north end, you cross the toll bridge into town. As I slow down, a mother and young son were standing beside the road. Mom has a large…