This Christmas, Casey and I hitched a ride to Bisbee, Arizona. The plan was to visit Aunty Em, a retiree from Las Vegas. Bisbee is a long drive from Oklahoma City. It took three days. Five family members were packed in the car: my parents, son August, and us. On the way we visited Midland TX, Carlsbad Caverns, Las Cruces NM, and Portal AZ, before we reached the old mining town.
![]() One bright morning, back when Casey and I were still playing in Burlap Tuxedo, before there was a HonkyTonk StepChild, we were cruising down May Avenue. We were passing the Dunkin’ Donuts when I misread a sign, “Coffee Jesus!?” I exclaimed. “No,” Casey explained, “that says Coffee Jobs, but I like that. Coffee Jesus has a ring to it.” |
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