Who would have known?
The temps were above 100 degrees in Texas. A large commissioned sculpture had just been delivered and I flew to that great state to make sure “all was well” with the delivery. Jeffery was five hours from his Texan home with a batch of buddies to compete with 52 other BBQ teams from all over Texas. A combination of his charm, his cooking, the Salty Dog toddies and a Cinco De Mayo FULL moon made it impossible not to kiss him beneath a big o’l mesquite tree while the whippoorwills were “whippoorwill’n” and an electrical storm burst upon the sky like fireworks.
I fell into one playful magical night of kissing in the moonlight. I had no idea it would lead to this –