The Pink Mob
Okay, I know this story may be hard to believe, but bear with me.
Last year I took a mini vacation. Truth be told, I was traveling to Belize, to help my father pack up his father’s condo, after the passing of his father. They had been estranged for more than 20 years and after a brief reunion, he found him, permanently sleeping, in the chaise lounge, by the pool.