Small Animals

I thought Sardi’s was a tourist trap. And I thought I could not afford it. My way of going to see Broadway shows has always been to eat a slice of pizza beforehand, because after paying for a ticket that is all that seems prudent. I happened to be meeting a friend in Times Square, […]

Mercy

There was a sign in front of the hospital that said: “The quality of mercy is not strained. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed: it blesseth him that gives and him that takes.” I used to drive by it every day. It was in front […]

Deleted Scenes

I’m storytelling on Sunday as part of America, Now and Here. My yarn is about being abroad and mouthing off. Because my time is so limited, I offer a few subplots that will, regretfully, be omitted: When I was visiting London, I picked up this child. I mean, I chatted up this guy, and it […]