Summer Wind

Summer Wind

The Old Lady is gone. Ten years I’ve watched her come and go from this dilapidated Carver Motor “Yacht”. Stepping jauntily back then. Lately, moving slow. Her daily routine a display of decline: pausing to rest every hundred or so feet, then resuming, covering the same ground, at least a mile’s trek to Mollie Stone’s for her deli food, a laborious journey there and back…the trip taking a hell of a lot longer in recent times… When I moved my…

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