George came by with a food care package from his mother this afternoon. In a plastic sack were all the things needed to make tomato and pimento cheese sandwiches. I couldn't wait to eat and fixed a pimento cheese sandwich while George drank a beer.
"What is the secret to your mother's pimento cheese?" I asked George as I greedily consumed a sandwich.
"She puts a tablespoon of Worcestershire sauce in it," George replied. "It's good isn't it?"
George told me he his looking for a 2nd job to make some extra money to buy a Honda Accord.
"Deliver papers," I suggested. "You can sleep in the morning and deliver in the afternoons."
"I was actually thinking about delivering pizza," George replied. "I heard the tips were good."
Either suggestion was a good one. Mrs. Jones and I have both noticed an marked change in George. He's drinking less. He doesn't miss work. The days of him being too drunk to stop by seemed to have passed. I wish the best for my friend and hope he continues down this path.