‘There’s a hole in Daddy’s arm where all the money goes.’
John Prine penned his haunting lyric in the song ‘Sam Stone’, a lament about the Vietnam War. Sam came home from Vietnam haunted by what he saw there. He could not exorcise his demons and eventually died of an overdose. I think of Prine’s work three times a day when I plug antibiotics into the picc line in my arm to fight off a recurring staph infection.