Walking Home
A man’s entire life spent in one town. A man’s entire life spent walking six blocks within that one town. Not more than one...
Khrushchev and Alexandra
Where were you when Khrushchev banged his shoe? I know where I was — a few feet behind him at the back of the...
Falling In
‘Dying is easy — I do it every day,” grunted Otto, a burly man of expletory shrewdness neighboring my seat in the waiting room...
Lunchtime Conversations
At a corporate cafeteria somewhere in a Princeton office park, the lunchtime crowds laden with trays were milling about, looking for free tables. Joan...
The Long Wait
‘It’s over. All polls in the township are closed. Now we just have to wait it out,” Mary Metzko, my campaign manager, said. ...