Cold souls

Dear Editor:

Summer means global warming but as the temp goes up, the souls get ice cold.

The other day at a grocery store I was pushing out a cart full of pop. Yep, I hit a hole and the cart turned over dumping 10- 12 packs of pop and busting half of them open making most of 60 cans rolling around the parking lot. As my bad back was picking them up more than a dozen people walked by.

NOT ONE person offered to help: ICE AGES-- As I was leaving my first job of the day at 4 a.m. the Fryer came in quickly saying there are some men up the alley and they have weapons. I told her to lock the door and I went out back to where I had my pickup parked.

The two came up and said "did you see a white man and a black man. Smiling I said no, but what do you want with them. They said, " the men had tried to break in on a girl friend."

They then pulled knives and said they were going to get them. Smiling I said that's a good idea but why not just call the cops. They said they cops won't do anything so they'll get them, while waving their butcher knives around. Smiling I said that is a good idea but but what if these bad men have a gun? The two young men looked at each other (which told me they were not the sharpest tacks in the box). I then convinced them they had better go home just in case the wolves come back. It sounds crazy but the hotter it gets the colder souls become.

Bill Donze

McCook