VACATION DIARY, PART 1: IF HAMBURGERS WERE SOLD LIKE POLITICIANS
Saturday morning, Indianapolis airport. My sister Judy and I are waiting to board the plane for vacation with our brother Larry in his Hill Country home in Texas. Vacation is supposed to mean leaving behind the worries of our working lives, not so easy in my case. Just watching TV for a couple of hours last night and this morning, I encountered some of the most incompetent, selfish, evil, downright despicable people on the face of earth
