Mr. Anonymous “agreed to pick up four men at the airport this past Saturday morning” to discuss a business deal.  These are hard-charging Type-A guys. I met them. Immediately after landing they want breakfast. I suggest we head to the local diner. They agree. When we get there, we order shrimp and grits. The food comes and it looks great. Award-winning. Local here in Coastal Georgia can be utterly amazing to the tummy. I was overcome with the sight and the smell of this unexpected feast. I wanted to pray – but — these guys had talked about drinking by … Continue reading To Be Or Not To Be Masked