It’s midnight and I’m too tired to stroll in my Wall Street garden to check on the nightlife among the flowers

Holiday Parties Millie comes home bawling from another holiday party and Willie asks what’s the problem. Millie says her friends are cheese…

It’s time to leave the man alone. He’s getting old, his wife says. He’s really slowing down. He’s always been a man occupied with one thing

With a smile, the POTUS tangoes in Argentina while in Belgium and the rest of the World people try not to cry.

Woman in a window brushing long hair madly screams at a little boy down in the street licking an ice cream cone

It’s not de rigueur to believe he’s there behind the sun, the stars, the moon watching us

Where did it go? I really don’t know. I lost it weeks ago in the middle of the night. Too tired to get up.

Neighbors were happy to see Fred and Opal come back for the annual block party. Old Bill asked Fred why they moved and Fred said

In the paper this morning a woman in the suburbs complained she has to eat too much steak too often because her husband

Mrs. O’Malley from across the alley has another small job for my father to do which makes my mother

He lives at the edge of a forest and loves all the different trees. He comes to the city for food and basic necessities. He hates the long drive

Happened 40 years ago senior year of college they were engaged to marry in June till he dropped her off

I have to hope America can trust and welcome them especially parents hiding children