coming home

Caleb is headed home. I talked to him earlier while they were stopped to gas up the trucks. He sounded tired, emotionally and physically. And very eager to get home. He even told me “We ain’t stopping for lunch or nothin’.” When his grammar slips that bad I know he is either a) beyond very tired, or b) influenced by the speech around him. Or a little of both.

And because this post needs a picture: