I Don't Have Time To Read Nonfiction.

He Bats Like A Lightning Rod.

The Great Gatsby, The Finest Novel Ever Written.

[i] Played A Little Softball, But There Was Nowhere On The Field It Was Safe For Me To Be.

I Lost My Wife Barbara To Cancer Few Years Ago. I Would Give Whatever Time I Have Left To Spend One More Day With Her.

In The 70s And 80s, I Made A Good Living. Have Managed My Funds Carefully, Will Never Have To Go Out And Cadge Quarters From The Tourists.