Young Tim goes to Zaire to write his dissertation in African Studies. While there he meets and marries a beautiful librarian

He wants to do certain things he should have done before old age and illness reaped their harve… The doctor gives him days perhaps a week to breathe

A sense of shame is missing in the world today. If you find it, burp Donal Mahoney

I bring a milkshake every other we… to an old man in a nursing home, a refugee from Germany who paid me 50 cents to cut his grass when I w… a kid in Chicago after WWII.

Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,

Wonder Woman they call Sylvia, who excels at raising money to put child abusers in prison. The money she raises allows attorneys to prosecute

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.

It used to bother me to see odd people leapfrog parking meters and shout every day is Halloween until

No more nudes in Playboy according to the anchor on the Nightly News. Playboy has declared nudes passé because

The last visitor before I sleep is always the old priest puffing up the stairs to my door, a wine cask under each arm, a loaf of pumpernickel in his teet…

Harley turned 70 the other day and died riding his motorcycle through a pink dawn,

I don’t see her often since she died but when I do it’s eerie over there at dawn or dusk.

Spring will eventually arrive, Tom tells his youngest daughter looking out the window at the snow… Take heart, he tells her, and listen for the blue jays when

I wish he had never come out from behind the stove, that spider I stepped on at 4 a.m. He was a big one bothering no one.