“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
When you were a boy in 1948 living on a block of bungalows in Chicago right after WWII you had a red wagon you pulled behind your mother
It’s a matter of beans, says Rosie, 79, legally blind, her fingers dancing across a Bible in braille, when a reporter asks her about
There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out
Although we’ll never again be body to body or mind to mind, you and the place and the years are alive every night in the lette… I’ve stored in my room.
Some day soon Wall Street giants will walk on their hands never sit or sleep. They will eat
It’s pretty simple, really. The world will end whether we believe the Bible is a myth or truth. If the Bible is the truth,
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.
Mike’s old now. His mind is somewhere in the Fifties. Every few weeks one of his kids takes
They’re in the kitchen, drinking coffee, the kids, in their fifties now, figuring out what to do about Dad who’s
Mrs. O’Malley from across the alley has another small job for my father to do which makes my mother
You have the back rent and come home from work and find everything in a mountain out on the lawn with the kids sitting on the curb crying
He saved money for years to vacation in the Everglades because he has degrees in the study of reptiles. He’s an expert at the zoo.
We have one of those medical plans… my wife and I. The co-pays let us see a doctor, have a procedure, pay for medications. Can’t remembe… ever paying full price. Especially
Evil without we worry about but not so much evil within, parent to evil without. Evil within, once called sin,