by Glen Pourciau | Feb 21, 2022
Unfortunately for me and my wife, Elissa, a subject arose that impelled Rock to hold forth. Rock was married to Elissa’s long-time friend, Ruby, and seeing and hearing Rock had become part of remaining friends with Ruby. We’d recently moved into a new house, and the...
by Glen Pourciau | Mar 5, 2020
A balding man entering a tavern, nothing unusual, but a bump on top of his left ear caught my attention, reminding me of Forge. Could it have been my enigmatic classmate from decades ago? I kept walking, remembering Forge, a lonely figure who seemed to...
by Glen Pourciau | Jun 11, 2018
Seventh inning, score tied, and Shaw leans back in his favorite chair and begins another beer. I’ve already had my usual three and have turned down his offer of a fourth. Since I got here he hasn’t said a word about anything but the ballgame, one we’ve...
by Glen Pourciau | Aug 15, 2016
Bolger was not a friend of mine, but we had known each other for over twenty years, starting when he was married to his first wife and I was married to my only wife. I drank with him every couple of months at his café/bar, and it was there that he...
by Glen Pourciau | Apr 20, 2015
I’d crossed my next-door neighbor’s path in the hallway a number of times, but I’d never gotten a syllable out of him and the only look he’d ever given me was to make sure we weren’t about to collide. He’d turn his body sideways and avert his eyes if I passed him...
