Memories of Main Street “Sometimes I would see kids my age, girls with makeup and clothes like girls I’d see on American Bandstand. I’d stare at and study them and when we got home they’d …
October 25, 2021
Posted March 8, 1984
Memories of Main Street “Sometimes I would see kids my age, girls with makeup and clothes like girls I’d see on American Bandstand. I’d stare at and study them and when we got home they’d …
A Memory of Summer We circled idly, swayed around the campfire. I had one hand around Don’s waist, up under his jacket, and the other on Arlene’s shoulder. Sparks flew up from the wet wood. …
The cat ran away. The fish, overfed, died. A drunken friend, gone outside in the dark to be sick, stepped on and killed a baby duck. The dog turned out to be a thief, rummaging in neighbors’ yards.