I Rode 400 Miles To My Estranged Father’s Funeral. I Was The Only One There. What I Found On His Workbench Destroyed Me And Rebuilt Me At The Same Time.
My name is Cal Merritt. I am forty-six years old. I live in Knoxville, Tennessee. I have been riding since I was nineteen. I work as a finish carpenter — custom cabinetry, trim work, the kind of job where the quality of what you do is visible in the final product and you either take … Read more