I want to share a chance encounter I had last weekend while visiting my brother in southern Ohio. My trips there invariably involve our stopping at various pubs in several surrounding communities. Late Saturday night we visited the pub whose owner my brother considers to be a good friend -- except for his politics. But the guy has a good heart. And he tells funny stories. And he is a good guitar player. He even supplied and ran the fireworks display at our parents 50th anniversary party a number of years ago. But this particular evening, I don't even remember how my brother and I got started with him regarding politics, the military, the war, blah, blah.
It was an unusual night at that pub because just the three of us were there. Usually, it's crowded, the juke box is playing, and guys and gals are playing pool in a back room. A few people eventually wandered in. Our friend, tending bar that night because his help didn't show up, served them and came back to us to continue our debate that got louder and louder. Mainly because my brother and I had already had a few beers.