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Monthly Archives: August 2008
This is Tom
I was tired of exchanges like this at Starbucks:
“Large, unsweetened, black iced tea, please.”
“Can I get your name?”
“Conlan.”
“Conley?”
“Conlan.”
“Conland?”
“Conlan.”
“How do you spell that?”
So, a few months ago the question came again. As I began to form the hard ‘C’ in the back of my throat—dreading the inevitable follow-up—I stopped; then I said, “Tom.”
Tom. Simple. Easy. [...]
The Complete History of the Con, Part 4: Too Soon
With each chugga-chugga of the train, all the pain of the past drifted further into the distance. The soothing, honking chords of The Other Guy’s harmonica echoed the train whistle, as city gave way to desert. The sun was soon nipping at our tail.
“Do you ever think,” The Other Guy asked, “about things?”
“Not much,” [...]
Posted in Memoir Tagged cantaloupe, holocaust, Memoir, nazis, new mexico, reenactment, train, watermelon 1 Comment
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