Author: Loren Smith

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More

For 15 years, Walt came into my bar every Friday at exactly 6 p.m. You could set your watch by him. He always took the same stool near the window. …

For 15 years, Walt ordered two beers every Friday and left one untouched in front of an empty chair. I finally learned who that second beer was for—and why he never let me take it away. Read More