the life of m

…Once, when he first dug an umbrella into the sand 18 years ago, he wouldn’t have cared. Back then, his stomach was taut, skin bronzed. He sprinted the beach, renting out more than 250 chairs a day. He wore no shoes, no shirt, no lotion, no sunglasses. Mike was on the bucket lists of single, vacationing women — “I made out with a cabana boy” — and he knew it…

Read all of 583 succinctly, wonderfully-written words, by John Woodrow Cox in this month’s Dispatches From Next Door.

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