This morning I went and saw about that empty storefront two doors down, and by the time the sun was up I had shaken hands on it. Because that regional …

Twenty-eight years running the pharmacy counter in this little town, and it ends over one bottle of inventory a new clerk let walk. Read More

Before I handed over the last key, I paid a visit to the one office that outranks any management group, the city itself, and I brought with me two things …

Thirty years tending the greens at the town golf course, and it ends over a set of clubs that went missing from a cart I never handled. Read More

I got up early and walked down to that platform before the first train, because I meant to be standing right there when it came in, with the truth in …

Thirty-three years running the ticket window at the little depot, and it ends over a fare box a new kid left short. Read More

I got up this morning and went back to that shop before it opened, and I let myself in with my key, and I went straight to the racks the …

Twenty-six years mending clothes at the tailor shop downtown, and it ends over a customers missing suit somebody else lost. Read More

Last night I made a call to a man with a long memory, and this morning I drove to meet him before that dinner ever started, because he was the …

Thirty-one years pouring drinks at the tavern on Water Street, and it ends over a cash box a weekend kid left light. Read More

I drove back to that store before they unlocked, and I let myself in with my key, and I went straight to the stockroom, to the thing the new man …

Twenty-eight years running the register at the hardware store, and it ends over cash that came up short on a night Id already gone home. Read More

I got up early and headed back to that yard before opening, and I let myself in with my key, and I went straight to the loading dock, where the …

Thirty-two years keeping the books at the lumber yard, and it ends over a pallet that went missing on somebody elses watch. Read More

I put on a clean shirt and drove down to that shop before it opened, and I let myself in with the key I still had, and I went straight …

Twenty-seven years cutting hair at the shop on the corner, and it ends over a short drawer some boy left me holding. Read More

Monday morning I did not drive to the depot. I drove to the union hall, to the old rep who had known me thirty years, and I laid the whole …

Thirty-four years driving the same school bus route out past the reservoir, and it ends over a fuel card that came up short on a day I wasnt even behind the wheel. Read More

I drove back to that diner before light, before a soul was there, and I let myself in the back the way I have for twenty-nine years, straight to the …

Twenty-nine years behind the counter at the diner on Elm, and it ends over a fifty-dollar bill that walked off on somebody elses shift. Read More