A chance encounter_(1)
It had been an absolutely crap day at work, but I was finally off with a long weekend on the horizon. Rather than go straight home, I decided I’d head over to a local park to enjoy a cold beer and the cool night air. I pulled in and, as expected, there was nobody around. I drove to the back of the park to one of two covered shelters, each with a long, concrete picnic table down the center. In addition to being a nice, quiet place to chill for a while, this park — and this shelter in particular — was a well-known cruising area. Guys, girls and couples would come from several surrounding communities to play or hook up. I’d been sitting on top of the picnic table and was starting on my …