Living in a retirement community is worth a novel in itself. In LARGE PRINT. Here we love to go back in time, and there’s some rivalry as to can remember the most past events. My contribution is having light-fingered, one day long ago, an official National Institutes of Health ashtray, which I still have.
Someday, someone on Ebay will cherish this. “You’ll never guess what people used this thing for…”
“No, c’mon. Sucking poison in paper tubes? Was it on a dare or something?” <END>
Buy it at amazon.com/author/terencekuch: Pictures of the Invisible, a fiction sampler.