No more nudes in Playboy according to the anchor on the Nightly News. Playboy has declared nudes passé because
After 50 years Wilma at her class reunion thinks Waldo’s changed with age that he’s nice now, not the snake she wed
Underneath the feeder black juncos write hieroglyphics in the snow. Two cardinals arrive In a flash of red. They add
It’s a 50th anniversary dinner for Bernie and Blanche at the Elk… After dessert Blanche grabs the m… and primes the crowd by announcing… “Fifty year’s we’ve been married
Back in 1957 kissing Carol Ann behind the barn in the middle of a windswept field
I will no longer feed the birds on the front porch as I do daily autumn through winter when I go out at dawn to get the paper on the lawn and spread seed on
My father never talked much about religion but he went to Mass every Sunday, the 6:30 Mass where few people would be and he wouldn’t have to deal with friends and neighbors. His contrib...
Alvin didn’t want to be anybody else. He didn’t want to be himself either. Money wasn’t a problem.
He should have married someone, James tells himself at 80 coughing in bed with the flu. He remembers very well that Miranda was a nice girl.
Paul was at the office when the first atomic bomb fell and when Muntz TVs replaced console radios and the first man landed on the mo… He saw the first big computers tru…
I no longer put things back where they belong. I can’t remember where they came from never mind where
The Sixties almost killed Will, a wasted man who sobered up long enough to vote for JFK. And he’d have voted for RFK if he hadn’t been killed as well.
Six men were sitting at the table in the Day Room, as they call it, at the Whitehall Rest Home. They were playing poker and they had a newcomer in their midst. It was Bill, a retired fa...
Before dawn Bill stoops under crimson leaves of the low-hanging Japanese Maple
The weekday Mass at 6 a.m. brings old folks out from bungalows around the church. They move like caterpillars
