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

A noisy rescue

Damn, it’s hotter than two rats wrestling inside a wool sock next to the fireplace out here! I can barely concentrate on the intensity of combat with the sunburn I’ve got on the backs of my hands. It feels like they're being held inside a 400-degree oven. I misplaced my flight gloves earlier--the ones my … Continue reading A noisy rescue