The Karaoke King, Being Made or Becoming
It was a Friday evening at 6PM and I was locking the door of the shop when I heard a diesel truck pulling in behind me . I had heard the sound of that particular motor before, and my mind quickly went down the list of everyone I knew who drove a truck with that motor. And John was one of them . Before I could turn around that familiar melodious voice floated across the parking lot to my ears . He growled, “Hey Brother Chris, Where do you think you are going ? I’ve got some serious truck problems.” “Well, you are just S.O.L. my Brother,” I said . “There’s no one here that can fix it until Monday.” He got a shocked look on his face and said, “S.O.L.??? Do you know what that stands for?” “Don’t look so shocked,” I said . “Of course I know . It stands for Sorry, Out of Luck.” “That ain’t what it means in my neck of the woods,” he chuckled . “I guess we are lucky that we aren’t in your neck of t...