Two Sock Enter, One Sock Leave: Death Match at the Coschocton Laundromat

Death match. That’s the only plausible explanation I can find for why I repeatedly take pairs of socks to the laundromat and return with unmatched sets. I check shirt sleeves, pants, pockets. I run my hands around the insides of the washer and dryer walls, searching in vain. I walk the route from our Coshocton … More Two Sock Enter, One Sock Leave: Death Match at the Coschocton Laundromat