They’ve been married 50 years and never a sorry day, Wally likes to say. Melba’s been a great wife but she’s very sick and doctors sa…
Things are quiet here, a friend wr… in the first email of his long lif… Most mornings I drive to Gillson… sit and read beside the Lake. The waves are a symphony.
The scruffy old man and his white poodle on a long red leash were neighborhood icons years ago down at the corner
I lived in the attic back then, and late those evenings I had to s… and couldn’t afford to go drinking I’d run down to the deli and buy bagels and smoked lox.
We’re twins. We’ve been together from the start. You’re the doctor. You know that.
Each morning I step from the train and march with the others leaving the station. The weatherman’s warned of rain
A rainy Sunday and Pastor Smith is in his pulpit bellowing to the congregation, “I hope you understand
Blooming for one day a lily welcomes the sun. Bumblebees drop in. Donal Mahoney
I don’t know if I’ll vote for president this year, something I’ve always done since 1960 when I turned old
Robin on the lawn. Three hops and stops to listen. Somewhere must be spring. Donal Mahoney
Spider in the sink this early autumn morning swirls in a whirlpool Donal Mahoney
When Fred was a boy, he heard his… talk about Grandpa going to town d… to sell the bounty of his harvest. On his farm he had eggs, butter an… vegetables and meat. He’d buy suga…
Farmer John knows he’s old but didn’t think he was that old until he went to town one day and met a young lady he liked as much as he likes the corn
The kitchens of Auschwitz are belching again. Ancient chefs, puffed hats askew, storm once more
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…