Fred and Martha have always voted the same way since their marriage long ago but not this time and Fred wondered why Martha was voting the other way

Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o’clock for 10 years. He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet....

If I hadn’t died, I’d still be bouncing along in that Greyhound bus through the mountains swigging a Coke.

Rudy in his wheelchair gets around pretty good. He has a good job and transportation via a special van. He shops at local stores and everyone is nice except at the drug store where the ...

A woman was seated next to me as we waited for the debate to sta… The candidates were late taking th… She said she shouldn’t have come because she couldn’t vote for eith…

I saw Al once a month for 30 years, maybe more, doing business together. He retired to hunt bear in Alaska, hook Tarpon

The mug of tea I drank at dawn, the tea that drove me to the train needs a refill.

His cardiologist says Fred’s doing well for a man of 80. It won’t be his heart that kills him.

I will never forget him but I can’t remember his name it’s been so long ago. Maybe I never knew it. But I think of him on days

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

Newlyweds cuddle on a bench in their garden. A hummingbird pauses then enters a lily. They make love in public.

And so I’ll tell old Max, and maybe he will listen, it’s time to call the plumber in and tell him,

The bog above Bob Gordon’s bog is where they found the body of an older man floating like a canoe among the lily pads. He was covered with crustaceans.

As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock

After two thousand years we still have folks who blame the Jews for killing Christ even though Pilate the Gentile could have