A woman at the table next to us muttered, “It’s disgusting,” loud enough for her kids to hear. But she was the only one in the restaurant who didn’t see the hero in the room.
Last Tuesday, I took my dad to ‘The Bighorn Steakhouse.’ It’s one of those joints with peanut shells scattered on the floor and flags tacked …
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