Sunday, September 17, 2017

Missing Persons



My latest in the Boston Herald is a whole bunch of old fart rambling about people who don't exist any longer. It's not that they died or anything; they don't exist in a professional sense, generally speaking. Or they exist, but not in the same way.

Basically, it's unrepentant melancholia. Oh, boy!

Here's the usual handy link...

Thanks, as always, for reading my stuff. If you leave a comment at the Herald website, here's another thank you. If the comment you leave is uncomplimentary, I take it back.

Soon, with more better stuff.

3 comments:

messymimi said...

We also had the Charles Chips man. Potato chps, popcorn, and at Christmas, cookies, right to the door! Now i want a Charles Chips tin.

Anonymous said...

We had the ice man--the laundry cleaners man--the Watkins man(spices and flavorings) Great old memories. Linda in Tn.

Craig said...

We had a Milk Man when I was a kid. Also a Bread Man, and a Fuller Brush Man.

There haven't been Milk Men in this neighborhood for decades, but a lot of the houses still have the little pass-thru doors (or the insulated boxes on the porch) where the Milk Man would leave your order, and you'd leave your empties. . .