Lunchroom

Dec 03

Lunchroom

We have all spent time in a lunchroom. Don’t deny it. It is true.  In school, lunchrooms were called cafeterias and many doubled as the gym.  Besides lunchtime, if your school had a big enough one, it was the place to go during rainy days to lay volleyball or dodgeball or to huddle in groups and talk about the other groups. At work, the lunchroom could be small,...

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Frank and Beth

Dec 01

Frank and Beth

I was sitting in a very small coffee shop inside of a very small casino located in a very small town people watching. I happened to notice a man who looked like he had already done hard work out on some ranch sitting at the counter eating breakfast. I watched him watch the brown haired, big bosomed, 40 something waitress. His eyes never left her. Me, being me, I...

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Words Have Power, They Are Magic, Epilogue

Nov 24

Words Have Power, They Are Magic, Epilogue

Richard Bittner, Jr sat at his desk in his office on the 20th floor of the Bittner Building.  He had come from the funeral earlier that day and although his wife wanted him to come home, he came to the office instead. He wanted to be alone and he had encountered no one but Steve the guard, who grunted at him.  On the desk lay a manila envelope that held what was...

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Words Have Power, They Are Magic pt 20

Nov 19

Words Have Power, They Are Magic pt 20

Life for me came down to sitting on the park bench during the day, rain, shine, cold, hot, it did not matter. My bench was my place. I was their every day, all day.  It became my palace, my refuge.  There I could sit and look out on the world, well a little slice of that world.  A nice slice at that, the slice that was the corner piece, the one with all the...

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Words Have Power, They are Magic pt 19

Nov 17

Words Have Power, They are Magic pt 19

William, as he introduced himself or Wet Willy as the rest of the park residents called him, was gone in the morning. I had not moved from the bench. Not sure if I slept but it seemed as if I did not nor did it matter. I had watched the bums come out starting their fires after the regular citizens left the park,  cooking their meals, keeping warm, sharing their...

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