I checked my watch. 6:19 am. Mike hammered away at a rusty hitch pin lock on my truck, surely giving the whole neighborhood a Saturday wake-up call they weren't expecting.
Mike and hammer versus the hitch. This wasn't going to end well. We had a trailer full of tables and chairs and a whole venue to set up for the C.A.S.T. for Kids event we were hosting that day. We were already behind schedule by almost half an hour and the day hadn't even begun.Read More