In our small town, we ask our neighbors to check on our dogs. During the last match Saturday a young couple walked by as we watched Scott play. They appeared down on their luck and a little rough. They sat near us in a spot surrounded by trees. It was growing dark. I saw them rustling through a bag and pull something out. Next they lit up. I was so happy when I noticed the guy smoking a cigar and the girl smoking a cigarette, that I didn't even worry about my allergies.
God bless America!