Both of them had been to Korea. Both of them had made it back. One found a job

Ginny didn’t know if it was a large pond or a small lake in the middle of the beautiful park where she had been hired right after high school to help with maintenance of the grounds. No...

Maury’s wife frets about growing old withering up and sagging so it’s up to Maury

We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two o...

Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops

Farmer John knows he’s old but didn’t think he was that old until he went to town one day and met a young lady he liked as much as he likes the corn

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…

If the greatest of these is charit… then tell me again why it’s gauche if this young man in a booth at a bar

Ruth’s at an age where she’s happy to sit in the sun under a patio umbrella and watch a line of ants

If I hadn’t died, I’d still be bouncing along in that Greyhound bus through the mountains swigging a Coke.

Tattoos were anathema in ‘52 on any man who got one after an all-night drunk or to impress a girlfriend. But not a word was spoken to

Mrs. Ryan keeps her cat inside at… but lets it out at dawn to go anyw… while she’s at work. Every day the… crosses the road to call on the Wi… Mrs. Ryan doesn’t know her cat ca…

Sometimes she sits there and listens to him. Sometimes he sits there and listens to her. Sometimes they know

Deep in the city where the poor wait for the Second Coming suicide is uncommon. No one leaps off skyscrapers