Old Dog Duke Is Loved

I’d parked and was walking the lot, moving between cars and people, handing out Gatorade and hygiene bags when someone wanted them. It’s never a line, never organized. Just people scattered here and there, some talking, some not, some who’ll meet your eyes and some who won’t.That’s when I noticed them. A man and woman sitting on the curb near the edge of the lot, not really par...