Because of the generous checks me old mum and older sister sent me for my 62nd birthday I was able to get my phone service reconnected yesterday.
I turned my clocks back one hour and read an old story of mine that was published in January 2008 in an obscure paperback anthology. The publisher had a thing about removing all the quotation marks. He did this to all the authors in the collection. At the time I didn’t like it. I still don’t like it. The story was “When I Was A Young Man” which is on this blog.
“When I Was A Young Man” is an older man’s look back on what it was like to be a young man full of hope, back from Vietnam and in love.