Wrentham

The truck stop was shitty, but the company was good. I met my daughter’s father there in the snow on a crappy week-end in January of 1999. We were laid over, and he was there because his truck broke down. I ended up jumping truck to ride with him, and we partnered together for the next 4 years.

For outlet shopping…

When they took me home from the hospital, this is where they brought me. Good ole Wrentham, MA.