Jiggs

 

His name was Jiggs, and he lived alone in a tiny old trailer house.

He’d run off and joined the Merchant Marines at age 14 and been all over the world but landed back in East Texas in his old age.

She needed money, so she cleaned his tiny home and did his laundry once a week.

One day, he said, “Well. Now I’m going blind. I can’t see a goddamn thing.”

She took a good look at him, removed his glasses, washed them, and put them back on his nose.

“Well, I’ll be damned” he said, “It’s a miracle.”