Workers Find Old Tram In Drained Canal, Then Spot The Driver’s Bag Inside

Saturday mornings

Hank stopped by Carl’s small apartment too, usually on Saturday mornings. He would help Carl with small repairs around the place, change his light bulbs, or just sit on the small porch and have coffee with him together. “You saved my life, Hank,” Carl said one quiet morning. Hank just shook his head.