I’m the son who never left the gas station. While my brother went to law school and my sister mar- ried into money, I stayed and turned wrenches with Dad until my hands looked like his. They called me the grease monkey to my face and laughed like it was affection…
I was the son who never left the gas station.That was how my brother liked to describe me whenever somebody asked what I did for a living.“Eddie stayed back home,” …
I’m the son who never left the gas station. While my brother went to law school and my sister mar- ried into money, I stayed and turned wrenches with Dad until my hands looked like his. They called me the grease monkey to my face and laughed like it was affection… Read More