Dennis hasn’t done an Old Josh in a while, know he has four or five hidden someplace, but this one came out of the blue today, funny, it brings back old memeories. He used to live in Ozark, Alabama, and used to go drinking in the bars downtown in the mid 70s, so he said, and talked to a few old timers there, and went in the back of the cematary, where there were shacks, and so forth, he lived in a small cottage of sorts, not much better it sounds. Anyhow, Josh meets a stranger, one that brings back old memories, and one who has caused him some pain. It is a good story, and one that makes you think. I guess if one is to be a brother, I think the story says, then be one. On the other hand, it is kind of sad for a Josh story, in that it shows (perhaps too much of the truth) a pretense that does not go away until the grave is close by.