“When Giants Strode The Newsroom” by Tommy Wayne Kramer, brought back memories of the mid-Sixties when I, a twenty-two year old native of West Virginia who graduated from a small college there and decided, in…
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Category 4 storm left boats and yachts of all sizes stuck between buildings or tangled in mangrove trees. Others were smashed into cars, or stacked on top of each other like pickup sticks. Wall Street…
After ninety minutes of winding, narrow, and tedious backcountry roads without an English-speaking voice on the car radio, we endured a period of silence, the kind perhaps that is inevitable when traveling in close quarters…
Like others, it’s fair to say, or at least like other oldies, I had not purchased any new clothing in a year. I sometimes wore the same shirt and jeans for a month.The only people…
There was a death in my neighborhood this week. It happened on Sunday. I knew it was coming. I heard her telling some one at the next table. Gatip, the Lombard Street restaurant, was on…
He lived in the attic of a four-story Victorian house built after the big quake. Once a queen now more Cinderella, it tilted downward at a slight angle on a despairing street suffused with potholes…
Spider, spider in the sink Trolling for a simple drink Then I worry late at night Does it linger out of sight I can’t sleep. Again, another night. It’s the thought of death that triumphs…