A Tin of Old Photographs Revealed Why a Best Friend Kept Helping

their sophomore year road trip.

Both of them were laughing, their shirts off, pointing to Mike’s fresh compass tattoo on his shoulder. Harold stood next to him, his head turned to the side, his hair cut short in a military style.

The skin behind Harold’s nineteen-year-old ear was completely clear, pale and blank in the Ohio sunshine.

I stared at the photograph,continue reading …