I had a wonderful time visiting with Sherman at the barbershop yesterday. He’s quite the comedian. His stories can be so outlandish that I sometimes wonder if they’re true, though I don’t suppose it matters. The subject of his most recent yarn was his carefree nephew Charles. He described him as reckless – but the kind of reckless that you can’t help but love. Charles had decided to try his luck as a bootlegger, but he got off to a rough start for lack of regular customers. The lad’s brew was good enough, Sherman assured us, but he had to...