A couple weeks ago I came home from work to find his on our front yard.
Naturally, this being the Paranoid Era of American life, I wondered, have we been marked? Who loses a very large tire driving down our street and doesn't notice? Our neighbors said they didn't see it fall from the sky or anything, but they're Texans and know more about trucks than I do, so suggested maybe it was a spare that fell off the bottom of one of those monster Rams or F-250s that definitely have nothing to do with why California is burning.
It is now frozen to the ground and immovable until we have a thaw. Carey has posted about it on NextDoor but no takers so far. It appears we've been gifted a planter for spring. Dad, how are your painting-on-rubber skills?
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