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Everyone knew two things about old Tony: that he had a mild case of Tourette’s, and goosing him would trigger it. Whenever poked, he’d make a pistol with his finger, point it at the sky and say “Goddamn,” along with the last word or phrase he’d heard.…
Even with her gap-toothed, tobacco-stained smile, the old pop-eyed Buick Limited made my heart swoon. Although time and the elements had not been kind to the former queen of General Motors’ “affordable” eight-passenger coaches (meaning $2,360, which was about 50 cents a pound), I was smitten.…Continue
Satisfied he’d demonstrated his vast knowledge…Continue
Pete Forgione’s screed on what the French fork or pour down their gullets almost fell on deaf ears. Johnny Riggins, in no mood for schooling, plopped into the last available armchair, sighed and surreptitiously crossed his eyes.…Continue
A something-cum-loud graduate of TV University, Pete Forgione never met a topic for which he didn’t hold the correct opinion.…
Nine of your fellow sixers spent this past Labor Day in New Orleans. See what happens when a House of Writers (HoW) cavorts in a city rich in fodder. Click HERE to read some outstanding stories inspired at this wonderful gathering.…
I was introduced…
Tom and I were sitting in rockers on the expansive front porch, our feet propped on the rail as we sipped whiskey sours and savored the smell of pork fat dripping over hot coals. My right hand scratched absently at the dog’s ruff, while she gave our guest the evil eye, as if he were a 180-pound squirrel come to steal her food.…Continue
The Cadillac of Steaks!
Cecil steered his little…Continue
The escalating price of gasoline forced us to move into the city, from a log house in the middle of a 12-acre spread to a modest home on a block where security-alarm signs outnumber wild onions and lilies. I simply could no longer afford the daily 160-mile commute.…Continue