The story goes Pa met Ma in the city when he drove a truckload of pigs to market. She was the young waitress who served him cup after cup of coffee and gave him three eggs instead of ju...

They’ll be coming for us, the old lady told the young man next to her, the two of them sitting on stones under the bridge surrounded by trolls

Fred’s a reasonable man something he takes pride in. Just the other night before he threw a dish against the wall while

Each morning I step from the train and march with the others leaving the station. The weatherman’s warned of rain

I started reading the paper early in grammar school to find the sports scores. It was fun for a child hoping to play

We are to each other now many decades later what we were the day we got married, a couple at the kitchen table on

Lightning bolts in childhood can scar the soul forever. They’re a satanic baptism when the minister’s your father, mother, brother, sister,

He’s at least 70 now and has never forgotten his childhood. He lives with that child every day… He remembers that Thanksgiving Da… his family had parched field corn

After the Spring rain a dove on a Dogwood branch preens like a starlet

Our house has a garret I never went up to until I retire… Now I’m up there almost every day unless I have to stay in bed until another spell passes.

There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out

It’s time to stop the killing by order of the courts. Time to stop the injections

The others, of course, are more ra… but less apt to show it. Whenever I strike, I never romp o… I stand with the wrist that I’ve… from the lady locked in my teeth

Herb’s a middle-age son with a big family and lots of pressure. Too busy to care for Mom and Pop so he drives to Shady Lane to see if he thinks they might like the p…

They’re widows, old and gray, bent over a quilting frame, sewing to meet a deadline for the next raffle