If I were to write a letter to Mike Rowe.

But didn't.

From a distillery in St. Augustine, FL. © 2022 Julie R. Neidlinger

If I were to write a letter to Mike Rowe, someone whose body of filthy work and push for the elbow grease arts I greatly appreciate, it would look a bit like this:

Dear Mr. Rowe,

I was at my nearby Big Box store recently to purchase a new toilet brush. The holidays had their ups and downs, …