A gathering of elders from the local rest home is out for a walk after dusk on canes and walkers admiring roses and lilies

You start by throwing things out packing things that will fit in a smaller place, selling stuff that won’t, ignoring the birds because the seed’s run out

I look in the mirror and I’m not… Where did I go? I don’t know so I look around and see my wife with the dogs and kids. Not one of them sees me.

Months roar by like weeks and weeks disappear like days, two coots in a bar admit on New Year’s Eve, reminiscing over a beer

It’s not the beach. It’s a lake of fire, if it’s there. That lake we heard about in

After services on Sunday the old Marlboro man puts his Bible under his arm and talks to his pastor through a hole in his neck.

If you arrive too early at the public library and stand on the steps with Mabel till the doors open

A sense of shame is missing in the world today. If you find it, burp Donal Mahoney

An odd bobcat my father was looked more like a Siamese asleep in his recliner

Herb’s a middle-age son with a big family and lots of pressure. Too busy to care for Mom and Pop so he drives to Shady Lane to see if he thinks they might like the p…

America has two kinds of migrants, those with money and those with hope, a farmer’s wife told me the day I stopped to buy some eggs.

This morning I woke up early feelin’ good, feelin’ the way I felt 50 years ago, no aches, no pains, can’t wait to shower, hop on the El, go back to work,

Smitty isn’t Schulte. He doesn’t drive a Cadillac and doesn’t hit his wife often any more. Schulte, on the other hand,

His wife takes him to dinner as she always does on his birthday wearing bright red lipstick, a color she detests but he likes.