Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Driving overland tomorrow, back to Chicago, at the tail end of a year long something or other that I'm still trying to sort out.
I plan to drive by Hoisington, Kansas, where my Nini was born, and which her family left Grapes of Wrath style when the earth kicked up dust as fine as face powder in 1935.
I'm not expecting much from a little town where the only Yelp review is for the Dollar General store (4 stars, one review, "good place to grab a few cheap things"). I'm just going to see what I can see.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
My Bompa was in the habit of folding a papertowel
two-ways and placing it between his coffee mug and
saucer. He trained me in the method the summer I
clerked for him, the law practice of his retirement
staged at the dining room table, my legal training
inadequate outside the ability to type 75 wpm and
deliver his coffee as he liked it.
I do it now often myself with napkins in cafes
because I like the way it deadens the clink of the cup
hitting saucer, the way it catches the drips, the way
it reminds me of him.
Posting by cameraphone from the Laughing Goat
in Boulder, Colorado.