I Believe In Tomorrow And I Will

[my Father] Was Generous With His Affection, Given To Great, Awkward, Engulfing Hugs, And I Can Remember So Clearly The Smell Of His Hugs, All Starched Shirt, Tobacco, Old Spice, And Cutty Sark. Sometimes I Think I've Never Been Properly Hugged Since.

Time Doesn't Go. Time Stays. We Go.

I Want To Know Why, If Men Rule The World, They Don't Stop Wearing Neckties.

There Is A Gentle Absurdity About Washington, D.c., And It Is Easy To Develop Affection For The Place, If You Can Forget That The Consequences Of What Goes On There Are Real, Whereas What Goes On There May Not Be.

A Few Weeks After My Surgery, I Went Out To Play Catch With My Golden Retriever. When I Bent Over To Pick Up The Ball, My Prosthesis Fell Out. The Dog Snatched It, And I Found Myself Chasing Him Down The Road Yelling "hey, Come Back Here With My Breast!"