Tim NelsonI was driving my five-year-old son to school the other day in my truck. The windows were rolled up but something outside had clearly gotten his olfactory attention.
“Oooooooo. What’s that smell?” he asked, but in a cruder, five-year-old way that I won’t repeat here.
That smell was actually Ben Ransom. On his way to work. It took a little sleuthing to track him and the odor down.
Here’s what I found when I caught up with him:
