I was born in January of 1964 in Hudspeth County, Texas to Archibald and LaVerlene Fillmore. Archibald was a preacher and lion tamer who, on account of a major shortage of lions and religious feelings, worked as a gas station attendant. LaVerlene worked as a greeter at the local hardware store, but this was long before being a greeter was a paid position, so much of her work was what we call in Texas, "loitering."
Ever since I was a baby, I could talk to carts. In fact, growing up, carts was my only real friends. I listened to their problems and helped heal their shattered hearts. Soon I discovered I had no taste for human contact and lived alone with a herd of carts in the parking lot of the local Superstore for nearly four years.
Today, I bring all my gifts to bear in letting shopping carts know they ain’t alone. From the ones in a snowbank, to the ones people leave in the window of virtual five and dimes. I say it’s okay to put a cart through the checkout and back to its rightful place among the others in the corral.