This story belongs to my sister, Margaret, but she’s not here to defend it. So here goes.
Author: Tony Smith Page 4 of 5
The ceiling started talking to him in September.
Years ago the Chicago police pulled me over and I found myself living in Nelson Algren’s world.
When I was in college I took a part time job intending to learn banking. I learned about more than just finance.
Toe Knee Stories have been written to be read at open mics.
Obituaries, you gotta love them.
My mother used to call them the Irish Sports Pages. Others have called them the Irish Comics or the Irish Racing Form.
Jesus. It was supposed to be a simple weekday lunch with my father.