His gruff persona was as iconic as the lighthouse standing vigil on the knoll above the marina. If you were in the harbor when he returned from a voyage, you would spy him at the helm of his boat, greasy ball cap shoved down over his bald pate, his eyes barely visible. His characteristic oil … Continue reading Personal Pequod
Tag: neighbors
Tea and cookies
I watched her as I made my way down the hallway. I was familiar with her, even knew her name, something that I couldn’t say about most of my other neighbors. Mrs. Clancy, the apartment complex’s ubiquitous octogenarian, was struggling with her foldable shopping cart. She was stuck in her doorway and the harder she … Continue reading Tea and cookies
Some days…
Some days you're the grill, some days you're the teddy... *Now that lawn spring cleaning is going on throughout our neighborhood, brush trucks patrol the area to pick up yard waste - tree clippings, bagged leaves, green debris. Each truck I've seen has some sort of stuffed animal, adorned with Mardi Gras beads, attached to … Continue reading Some days…
Morning people suck
For the past week I've been walking in the morning... six out of the last seven days. I've laced on my Nikes, clicked on my iPod, stuffed my Skull Candy ear buds into my head and off I'd go. I'm a strider. I walk fast and keep my eyes ahead, so when I'm zoned out … Continue reading Morning people suck
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