I get an email every day from a man I don’t know and doesn’t know me. Many people receive blind copies of his emails.
Middle of the night someone’s in the house. Can’t be the wife asleep next to you. She’ll be mad
When Homer stubs his toe or bumps his elbow, the pain is always piercing but Homer’s a pious man so swearing isn’t for him.
Jane told Tarzan toodle-oo and moved away to Arizona because although it’s hot out ther… it’s a dry heat and not the swamp of heat she found herself panting
Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops
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
How are things, Adolph? This is Brian, from NBC. Thanks for the interview. It will air in September if the network brings me back.
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,
Fred and Martha have always voted the same way since their marriage long ago but not this time and Fred wondered why Martha was voting the other way
Reunions can happen and leave you speechless. I’m standing at a bank of elevators in a hospital going to visit my wife
Six months ago an old black couple moved into an old brick house on a block of old white people. A dither erupted over the fences
Many decades ago when I was a kid we always expected rain at 3 p.m. on Good Friday said to be the hour
It’s Monday not Sunday and the frail lady in black is the only person in the pews. She walked in with
Melanie cried for hours the day a drunk driver ran over her dog a week after she had an abortion. She loved that dog so much she told her mother she knew
It’s midnight and I’m too tired to stroll in my Wall Street garden to check on the nightlife among the flowers