The Literate Truant

Seagulls and maple syrup

Do you ever wonder about the towns you visit, what they used to be, what they've become, what they mean to the people who live there. I do.

I rotate my socks, but it doesn't seem to help

Those of us of a certain age often lose things. We fear that we are losing more than things.

"A damsel in distress, a femme fatale, and me."

Two head scratching pieces about two women I've known, and survived.

Misfits and drunks I have known

Underneath the placid veneer of the Eisenhower years people, under privileged and troubled, some causing trouble. I knew and observed them.

"Some will make you laugh, some will make you cry, some will make you scratch your head and wonder why"

A variety 3 pack of pieces from my book "I'm Just Lucky To Own My Own Car."