A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
We were on our way to New York for Colleen’s birthday celebration when the call came from my sister. After knocking out the usual intro, she dropped in a curious nugget: “I was thinking of having a party for Robert … Continued
Tickets in hand, I walk with my wife, pushing my daughter’s stroller along the ballpark’s concrete promenade, looking up at each aisle to check the section number. As my eyes drop, someone from a raucous group heading past us, hands … Continued
We were driving along at the posted speed limit of thirty-five when up ahead we noticed a line of cars had slowed down to fifteen. “What’s going on?” asked my wife, who was driving. “I don’t know,” I said. “Accident?” … Continued
Can I not even enjoy the simple pleasure of walking alone on the sidewalk unmolested? Can I not relish the happiness of having a small patch of concrete to inhabit alone as I meander down the street? Is even that … Continued
So-and-so remarried recently. We couldn’t blame him, my wife and I, but it was odd to think of him without his first wife, God rest her soul. Terrible situation. We didn’t blame him for wanting to remarry. In this worst … Continued