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THE PRESENCE OF THE GONE by Peter Nolan Smith

December 1, 2024 – 2:46 am

Boston is a four-hour bus ride from New York. My brothers and sisters lived in the southern suburbs of my old hometown. After my return from overseas in September 2011 from my European posting I called several times to arrange visits, but my father’s death in 2010 had disconnected our present paths from the routes […]

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A Lucky Man

December 13, 2023 – 12:23 pm

I was at the Korean Bodega the other day and the counter person wished my two wives and family well. The Hassidim behind me said,”I have one wife, ten children, and over one hundred grandchildren.” “Then one wife is enough ” Oi vey ist mir.

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FREEBIRD INDEED by Peter Nolan Smith

April 5, 2022 – 7:07 pm

Throughout 1994 the doctors at Boston’s Beth Israel spoke about turning the corner on AIDS and in January my youngest brother had made enough of a comeback for me to contemplate taking a West Coast job offer. “We’re opening a Milk Bar in Beverly Hills.” The original club in New York had been a success […]

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Journal Entry December 27, 1977

December 27, 2020 – 10:24 pm

After midnight I left Diana and hitchhiked to Milton. I refused two men wanting sex. I walked across the Blue Hills in the dead of night and arrived in my suburban neighborhood after 2am. Only my parents’ bedroom light shone on our street. I crept upstairs to my mother’s bedroom. My father was snoring hard […]

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BRING ON THE REVOLUTION by Peter Nolan Smith

June 1, 2020 – 12:31 am

Last week I went out to eat with my nephews and their parents at a Mexican restaurant on Okochobee Boulevard in west Palm Beach. The conversation gravitated to sports; baseball for Trey, golf for Reese, and basketball for their father and me. Their mother was happy to be left in peace. After dinner we stepped […]

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