I turn the porch light on at 4 a.m… to see if a miracle’s occurred and the paper’s landed somewhere in the snow blanketing our lawn. Instead I see a clump on the mat
Mrs. Ryan keeps her cat inside at… but lets it out at dawn to go anyw… while she’s at work. Every day the… crosses the road to call on the Wi… Mrs. Ryan doesn’t know her cat ca…
Next to me on the train going home to the suburbs is another guy stuck in a suit reading his paper, a normal-looking guy
In two more hours I’ll have to sh… shave and coffee-prop my lids and otherwise prepare for day. It’… and now the barkeep, Griggs, is rushing me, the first
Fred visits Bill every month at the facility he’s been in for year… Age and booze brought Bill there. He’s still strapped to his bed so he can’t go wandering again
Herb remembers when he was young he’d go to the doctor and complain about aches and pains and sniffles… Now he’s up in years and still goes to the doctor but never
There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out
A poor man comes to the door after the storm last winter and asks if he can have something to eat if he shovels the walk. You say forget about the snow.
Someone smart told me yesterday you never really know the meaning of a word until
Ginny didn’t know if it was a large pond or a small lake in the middle of the beautiful park where she had been hired right after high school to help with maintenance of the grounds. No...
It’s almost time for the Academy… Theaters are showing their best mo… and someone I know wants to go. I used to pay 15 cents to see Roy… in black and white cowboy up on Tr…
Used to be after a snow our doorbell would ring and we’d find boys with shovels in hand looking to make some money.
I told my son now that he’s a father he has to be careful about what he says around his child. No swearing, of course,
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.
“Quiet, please,” I tell her, “I want to hear the music.” She is sitting next to me again, this time on a paisley couch, a woman in a lime bikini I met