It was the car that first caught my eye—a older BMW SUV, silver, with flashy rims. “$6500 OBO” said the sign in the window. I had been thinking about an upgrade—with my kids grown and out of the house, it was time for dad to spend a little on luxury for himself, right? My midlife […]
By the mid-50s, the local affiliate of the National Broadcasting Corporation occupied the television in our living room. The NBC signal came from the roof of the Miners National Bank, which financed anthracite collieries. The Bank was miles away, in Wilkes-Barre, but we could see it from our house on Rose Hill, where most men, […]
Two young men board the bus with guitars, and after asking for permission from the driver, position themselves on either side of the aisle in order to begin performing. One of them is more experienced, and he plays nimbly, all the while focusing his attention on the other young man, who struggles on several chords […]
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