When you have an hour to live what matters then is Christ in a pyx in the vest pocket

“Quiet, please,” I tell her, “I want to hear the music.” She is sitting next to me again, this time on a paisley couch, a woman in a lime bikini I met

My wife likes to garden. She’s crazy about roses, lilies and daisies. She says I should get out in the garden and weed.

When Fred was a boy, he heard his… talk about Grandpa going to town d… to sell the bounty of his harvest. On his farm he had eggs, butter an… vegetables and meat. He’d buy suga…

An hour before dawn the paper is out on the lawn white in the moonlight a trumpet dozing after a long night in a jazz bar

After the poetry reading the lights go on and a lady under a big hat rises behind dark sunglasses and asks the poet why

Bill’s been seeing a therapist for years trying to get his life on track but all he talks about is his many regrets in a life

Fifty years ago Jane got on a plane and flew away without saying good-bye. Her parents took her, I know.

Two old men meet for coffee once a week at a diner while their wives play cribbage. Jim says he has a problem. His wife leaves the water running

Smitty isn’t Schulte. He doesn’t drive a Cadillac and doesn’t hit his wife often any more. Schulte, on the other hand,

It boils down to this. There are two kinds of people in Upper Slobovia at the moment, those who prefer hard-boiled eggs chopped in their potato salad

It’s a kindergarten soccer team and Jack’s the biggest kid. His father is the coach. The team is undefeated but there’s a problem

A minister’s son married a deacon’s daughter after a long courtship. It was difficult at times doing everything right

The haberdasher has that season of the year he rids his racks, his bins of oddments. I have no season of the year

He’s Brad and he’s captain of the football team. He’s been chosen prom king and has a scholarship to college. Everything’s going well for him