Let’s stop the crying, Millie. It’s true our friends are dying. They’re old like you and me. Why not celebrate instead that 80 years ago you and I
All that hair trapped in a braid silver to the waist Opal this morning nude in the mirror
Praise for Him coming from us is like the bark of a terrier at the foot of his master
Tornadoes in the parlor, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, t… churned every hour Dad was home. He never worked and with good reason.
Fred prefers a mouse connected by a wire to his keyboard. Walt prefers a mouse that’s portable, able
I met a proper woman in a proper p… on a Monday in Peoria. I was take… she looked like Jackie after Dall… but without the pillbox hat. She was from New York and I was…
This time Wilma is ready for the bastards jimmying her front door, coming back for more. The first time she was asleep,
This was the first Christmas Billy was old enough to speak when he saw his gifts under the sparkling tree. His parents were waiting
Jack Bogan died last week, the la… of the Whippets, a garage band big in a small way back in the Sixties… The Whippets had a following in Chicago and its suburbs.
A spelunker he was from adolescence on. An outdoorsman with the best equipment exploring caves
Years ago they came from many plac… to study writing at a university in the middle of America surrounded by lush corn fields. They worked hard, became friends,
Made in America means different things to different people. In 1998 they made our old Camry in Japan.
It’s one thing to work in an office because your skills say you must. It’s another to want to hang out with
They were always close Mom and Faye No father around Mom painted flowers Faye planted them
Snow on Christmas Day. As I walk out with bird seed birds cry Santa’s here. Donal Mahoney