The Lives of Crossing Guards

When I see them, I often wonder what school crossing guards did in their earlier working life and what kind of stories they could tell. For example, I think, "Is that one an author of some renown? Has that one traveled to places I'd love to go? Do they speak a language I'd love to speak?"

This moment: Today as I walked by two elderly crossing guards talking to each other I overheard one say, "I was there that night at Woody's when KY cut that boy's head."