Healing—Journal of a Plague Year, Part 19
Last Friday I finally surrendered and called the doctor about my knee... Read More
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Last Friday I finally surrendered and called the doctor about my knee... Read More
The bookseller awoke much earlier than he wanted.... The thin light of the false dawn had started... Read More
It is Friday again. Summer is 2/3s over. The desiccating heat of late June and most of July has turned to a quite temperate August... Read More
When he arrived, the property was completely altered. It appeared to be a sad abandoned old white clapboard cottage... Read More
The books are stacked carefully here and there. Shelved neatly their spines rise and fall like a bar graph ... Read More
"Mister President"—me. "Book Baron"—John Adams. Often we'd hug in greeting. We always hugged upon parting... Read More