You’re standing on a window ledge on the 50th floor of your building… It’s Valentine’s Day in Manhatta… clouds cruising, sun everywhere, a nice breeze tossing your hair,

“We had the other ones done there,… “Why not go there again? Everythi… No complications. Who cares about… Bunch of do-gooders with hidden ca… “I don’t care about the publicity,…

They got along fine lying down but sitting up or standing, well that was quite another thing. Talking made things worse. Lying down they found

The question isn’t why your little world is suddenly going to hell. The question is what can you do about

After the doctor tells Ahmad his test results, Ahmad says he needs a new place to live. His tent’s in ruins, Ahmad says. His body will soon shake a final t…

We write the stories of our lives between the bookends of birth and death They stay on the shelf

Old Sam on his deathbed says he’d rewrite his life if he could. He’d do so many things differently… be nice to all his wives if he cou… but luckily they had died before h…

Around his navel this morning a halo, a red stipple Hopkins would love: “Glory be to God for dappled thin… It’s a gift from this woman

The two weeks I spent in that small town on assignment, I saw no blacks except for two older women regal in every way,

I get an email every day from a man I don’t know and doesn’t know me. Many people receive blind copies of his emails.

These are old people retired and driving slowly from small apartments in economy cars getting out on canes

I like to watch master chefs on television do their thing. My favorite is Jacques Pépin when he has to chop an onion. No one chops an onion faster.

Black lives matter in different ways to different people in the American rainbow especially bus companies

I flew out to see a high school friend. from many years ago. He was poor back then and I was better off.

She could sing, dance, and act but picking a man was a problem. She didn’t complain or explain just worked hard for the money, an Unsinkable Molly Brown.