Strangers | Strangers
May.08.2013
Someone successfully posing as a health inspector, police officer or even a Secret Service agent happens every single day. Posing as a water inspector, I once gained access to people’s homes by saying I needed to “check the colorization of their water,” as I demonstrated on The Montel...
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Jan.24.2013
In the heart of a seven year old (or at least Midge), everyone is worthy of love and attention, and this is truly how she treats those around her. She opens up and embraces them in a way that only a child could. She does things with seven year old innocence, naivety. She sees...
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Aug.24.2012
Every afternoon, right before supper, she would appear. It was the early 80's, so her cat-eye glasses and sandy-colored (does she, or doesn't she?) beehive did not seem uncommon. Her lips curled downward into a scowl, and she stared straight ahead.
I called her the Chihuahua Lady....
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Mar.30.2012
It’s been about ten years since I’ve taken the 79th Street crosstown bus to my office on Fifth Avenue, but at this time of year I always remember one specific April morning when I did.
Back then, and I suspect still, if you were to take a bus from Columbus Avenue at around eight o’clock...
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Mar.19.2012
Each Spring, after the rains wet the dry California earth and the first plants – the peas and greens – are put into the ground, I go out with my flashlight after dark to hunt for snails. When I forget, they dine sumptuously on the new green, leaving nothing but pathetic, chewed-up stems, so I...
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Feb.20.2012
My memoirs in précis are with him. In six hours that we spent together, mainly discussing the city, writing, films, human beings, food, morsels fell off my lips, giving him a taste of my life.
Who was he? Was? He is. Just a phone call away. A traveller. Carrying a parcel for me from many many...
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Nov.27.2010
During the Great Depression, my dad, an Oklahoma preacher, announced that he had invited strangers for Thanksgiving at our house.
Mother looked stricken. "Charlie," she said, "how do you propose we feed those folks?"
"Mama," Daddy said, "there are hungry people...
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Oct.31.2010
I remember as a child a family where the father walked with a cane and his left hand was curled inward. I thought it was weird and I felt bad for the two kids. I remember thinking that the kids must feel so embarrassed of their dad.
Now, I am that dad minus the curled in left hand with a child at...
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Apr.28.2010
Brave soldiers live in a dangerous caveTo pave peace for us they boldly behaveWave of trouble comes, but they saveCrave we for fun, but they reach the grave
Attacks they face on their tracksHeavy packs they carry on their backsRelax not they, but fight with knacksMay axe God their lives via end-...
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