Charlieheimer.

I was at Checkpoint Charlie’s this morning. The bartender put opera on the jukebox. It did not last long, but, for a moment, it was like that scene from the Shawshank Redemption. People raised their eyes to the heavens with a faraway look.

As the aria infused the air around the baskets of tater tots in the fry-o-later, even the rat paused, misty-eye…