tale of a stranger – Page 2

Uber Hippie Rob

To the beagle barking out the window in front of us, Rob hollered, “Scream it to the mountains, brother.” Rob makes the world a better place. In fact, a magnificent place.

Teacher’s Spree

He didn’t have his laptop or pencil today but he had a piece of candy… It might be harder than a trip to the moon.

Brian is 40. That’s not his actual name. But just in case. There were not more than 3 or 4 seats out of about 40 at the bar at Buffalo Wild Wings at some average strip mall outside Glen Allen, Virginia. He has long hair but erudite glasses. He could be a hippie or aContinue reading “Virginia hippie”

Big D. Dad. Bob. Dad’s Boys. The sport of kings

Thanks Mrs. K. Louis Armstrong was right: What a wonderful world.

Samson 45

I wondered if the fixed smile–as I perceived it–wasn’t also a wince from hurt carried constantly conscious. Inescapable.

Green Shirt

The gently soft-spoken 20-something didn’t seem to ever stop talking except when he asked of me simple questions and waited for replies with earnestness that made me feel like my answer would be divine and resonate with profoundly undeniable truth and universal wisdom. He sat on a park bench with his beautiful, unthreatening, expectant, wideContinue reading “Green Shirt”