Heroes . . .

Before Instagram and Youtube, Duck Dynasty and Meateater and Charlie Moore, before Facebook and viral videos and podcasts, there were heroes. Not the kind in Marvel, or Justice League, or whatever the franchise du jour is . . . Real, honest to God heroes. These were men that packed a metal lunchbox and drove ’83 Oldsmobiles and worked their 40 at the office or the yard or the site, then came home and kissed their pretty wife and, exhausted, helped with homework, or played catch, or watched the game.  Sunday’s were for Sunday School and church, and maybe, if you were real lucky and the paycheck had been kind, a…