
Saga of a Guy Who Flipped From Poky
“I walk alone,” the voice on the phone told me, more as an apology than as a boast. “With me, it’s habit. I guess I never learned any other way.”
The voice was a man’s and a drawl. It continued: “Funny I should be calling somebody like you for help after all these years of going it alone.”
The time was about 3:45, yesterday afternoon.
“What do you need?” I asked.
“I need-” he started, and stopped. “Is this phone tapped?”
“No.”
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Everyone remembers certain of his teachers, particularly the ones who inspired or stirred him, even if he has lost touch with them and never sees them now.
Note: This is an encore post from 2008.







“Mrs. Graham didn’t bat an eye.”
“I just can’t believe that verdict is true.”
“Life is so short. Is mine to be shorter?”
“As long as they found me guilty of something I didn’t do, I’d rather take the gas chamber.”
“When you hear the pellets drop, count 10 and take a deep breath.”
“The newsmen and photogs around the office say she was ‘guilty as hell.’ “
Note: This is an encore post from 2006.