Old game, big moon, two pearls

Old game, big moon, two pearls

It was nine o’clock and t-shirt warm and almost-full moon, and I was taking a night-time stroll through my small town. As I got near the high school’s football field, the announcer’s voice baritoned through the night: “And it’s a fumble! … Recovered by Healdsburg!”...
Curse you, Red Phone Button!

Curse you, Red Phone Button!

I just sent a text message to a young friend. Here’s what I wanted to communicate: Hi there Louie. Gosh, I’ve missed you! I’d like to see you for your 14th birthday and take you out for lunch or dinner. Have you any free time in October? Sure hope so. I love you!...