Monday, September 03, 2007

A hotel. One Labor Day weekend.

One wedding on-site.

Three newlywed couples.

A funeral. (He was 37.)

A football team and its fans.

A hug from a regular guest.

A very generous tipper coming home from Alaska.

I come home to my dog and I play Motley Crue and Guns N' Roses on the iPod.

I miss my wife and kids but I'm doing fine in the meantime.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like another day in the wild world of a bellman. I'm back in the saddle tomorrow myself. I can't wait to be in the middle of it all again.

C.S. Webbspun