Christmas on Gaston Avenue

We didn't spend much time on Gaston Avenue on Christmas Day. Instead we headed way north to my sister's house in the 'burbs which border Oklahoma. But while I was filling up the car with gas on Gaston Avenue on a brisk cool Christmas morning, I heard a conversation across the street that warmed my heart. Three Gaston Avenue regulars hanging out near a bus stop were all calling each other motherfuckers.

I'm not sure why I've added a the cover of John Lennon's Rock & Roll album to this post. But I did.