My Life’s Editor and I went to a political fundraiser last week. It would be easy to write a check and not show up.
Author Archives: Marshall
A Walk on Central
She decided to brave a sidewalk route along the shaded sin and debauchery block of Central Avenue, between 2d and 3d Streets.
Wanted: Sturdy Guide for Old Fly Fisherman
I balanced on the edge of a stream bank … At one time I would have made it down in two bounds.
“The Play’s the Thing…”
My Life’s Editor and I settled our tushes in plush burgundy orchestra seats at the Asolo Theater.
In the Company of Guys
My dinner discussion group consists of grizzled veterans mostly retired from the cut and thrust of life. The discussion saunters aimlessly. Plans for a new knee elide into local politics.