postcard from Nassau

“I’ll send you a postcard from Nassau,” he said.

“He was in a reflective mood. He thought about this new place they had landed in. As a finicky fellow he certainly had his difficulties with the beach. Take the tar. Tar on your bare feet is worse than chewing gum on your shoe, a fate that often befell him when he walked the streets of Manhattan.

How many shoes had he thrown down the incinerator chute of the apartment building in New York rather than deal with scraping off the gum? He never threw the clean shoes down the incinerator. He reckoned he had more shoes for one foot than most men.

He thought about the people he had loved who were no longer on the planet. All of them gone too soon. It was quite a list. “

 

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