The Sixties almost killed Will, a wasted man who sobered up long enough to vote for JFK. And he’d have voted for RFK if he hadn’t been killed as well.

Ten years ago, when they were tykes just in their 70s, Melvin used to tell Emma eat your Wheaties

Dad, happy to see you’re taking a nap. I’m down at the pier so give me a shout when you wake up

“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

Three are known by name, Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael, but there are a zillion angels, pure spirits who have no wings like those we draw on Cherubim,

Snow on Christmas Day. As I walk out with bird seed birds cry Santa’s here. Donal Mahoney

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

The priest had been here earlier a… and relatives and friends in singl… “Sorry for your troubles,” one by… bending over Maggie Murphy, silen… a foot or so from Paddy, resplende…

When bread is this good a morsel will suffice and when wine

It’s a matter of beans, says Rosie, 79, legally blind, her fingers dancing across a Bible in braille, when a reporter asks her about

November’s lovely in the rain, she… from her rocker near the window to no one in particular although the butler’s waiting for her groce… having walked her Pekingese.

Tornadoes in the parlor, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, t… churned every hour Dad was home. He never worked and with good reason.

Next to me on the train going home to the suburbs is another guy stuck in a suit reading his paper, a normal-looking guy

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

It’s pretty simple, really. The world will end whether we believe the Bible is a myth or truth. If the Bible is the truth,