Made Men

       Catterly never pictured himself going out this way; standing in some god-forsaken heat sink, clad in the official old man’s uniform of big-butt cargo shorts and a Tommy Bahama Hawaiian shirt, guzzling white wine—probably Pinot Grigio, for Christ’s sake—and surrounded by a bunch of other wrinkled codgers; an entire community playing footsie with the gravedigger.        No, his retirement … Continue reading Made Men