The Wheel Lady graces Highway 9 just outside Eufaula. I took a break across the fence from her for some orange juice and Lance peanuts.

She lives in front of a tire store where you can also rent a U-Haul. I can’t use either these days but even an iron lady makes for good lunch company.

Woody gave her a long look and decided she wasn’t worth spooking at. Maggie didn’t even glance up from the grass.… Continue reading →