It was October ‘65 and it was cold night with no moon. My father had died the previous April and I was still pretty pissed off about that, and all that went along with fathers dying. I didn’t like … [Read more...] about October, 1965
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Ricky
There is this kid, Ricky, he works for a client of mine. A constant question asked at this place, “Where is Ricky?” Ricky does electrical work, he drives the truck, he mounts tires, he manages the … [Read more...] about Ricky
The Wisdom of Reverend Jimmy B. Tester
On prayin’ I’ll tell you this: As a boy, I lived in fear God would rat me out. I never saw no reason to be bowing my head and confessing anything. I wasn’t much on trusting anybody. Why should this … [Read more...] about The Wisdom of Reverend Jimmy B. Tester
Pieces of Richie O’Malley
“I had a dream last night, Blondie, sleeping in the booth at the VFW. I dreamt I was walking in a scorched field. The morning after an inferno. The ground was still hot and smoldering. Everything was … [Read more...] about Pieces of Richie O’Malley
The Good Son
I was never the good son. We need to start with that. Any good I’ve ever done for you was borne from a healthy dose of Celtic guilt. I was closer to Cora than you. She ran that whole grandma, cookie … [Read more...] about The Good Son
