Silver Bullet

Visiting from out of town, we were looking for a nice dirty dive bar to take a break in.  As soon as we parked we knew this bar was exactly what we were looking for.

The covered patio overlooking the parking lot was filled with rough looking people, and as we stepped towards the door a very beat up car rolled up. A rather disheveled looking couple climbed out and headed into the bar with us.

We sat down at the bar near a man who seemed to recognize this couple. "I know you got no money, I'll get yer drinks," he told them. "But not for her," he added, pointing at the woman, "since she's driving."

As we worked our way through our beers, the man next to us started telling his friends a story that had a classic opening line:

"Remember how I told you about the son I didn't know I had?"

His tale of $12,000 in back child support, an arrest, and having his license suspended kept us entertained the remainder of the visit.

A woman seated at the end of the bar recognized that we were out-of-towners and engaged us in conversation about our trip.   She welcomed us to Paducah and recommended some nearby attractions to check out.