Photo by Brandon Russell on Unsplash by Kyle Weik Old man Bruce, bad-backed and boozy, pulled a splinter from his four-fingered palm and analyzed his progress––aged oak, thin sails, slightly asymmetrical––leagues ahead of his previous attempts.  After the navy, Bruce had spent the remainder of his career on the dock; mooring and unloading, loading and unmooring, and while women … Continue reading A Thousand Henrys