Ninety Years Ago Today My Father Was Born

Then turned on one toe, hopped off the huge wooden table and started off, head high, when I heard him slap the table hard with his big hand – the way everyone who knew him remembers he did in his constant, big-ness that encompassed all sight, movement, and certainly sound – and laughed his ass off.

and he really can’t hurt me

℘ “He may win two or three rounds. Or the first five. But after the first five he will just be completely exhausted. And this is better than me jumping and dancing and running- wasting a lot of time all this moving, trying to keep from getting hit and he really can’t hurt me” ℘ “WATCH…

Ethan2Wild (WARNING: Spoiler Alert)

Spoiler Alert: Let me tell you how this story ends. Well, not how, exactly; that will follow. It’s called the rope-a-dope. It’s called “SAY MY NAME!” Sometimes you have to play dead. Sometimes, that’s the only play. Sometimes you have to wander in the desert. But it is true that all who wander are not…