The man in the window stood on his patio waiting for me. His face lit up with a broad smile when my car came to a stop by his gate. He hurried down the steps. “Good morning, good morning,” I said. “I finally get a good look at you,” he said as he bent his …
Every morning I drove on this street to see if I would glimpse [The Man in the Window]. I haven’t seen him for over a year, and this bothers me because he had become a familiar face, and I know that he looked forward to seeing me too. The red SUV he owned gave me …
We often use the term Black and White to describe ourselves, but those are the two blandest colors in the crayon box. Sam Adams, a comedian on Dry Bar Comedy, captured the essence of race and color in a way that makes me laugh out aloud. I laughed so hard while watching Sam’s sketch on True …
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Today will be sixty degrees with expected rain in the afternoon. The man in the window is nowhere in sight. I look around like a taxi driver trying to pick up a fare. Then, I see him standing by a red truck parked in front of his house. With a quick flick of my finger, …
He stood on the other side of the street looking out for me. I almost missed him because this wasn’t at our usual meeting spot. He waved so that I could see him, and I pulled over to the curb. I watched him as he hurried across the street with his cane. He wore a …
The man in the window stood at the curb leaning on his cane. As soon as I pulled to a stop next to him, he moved forward when I rolled down the passenger side window of the car. “Good morning,” I greeted him. “I knew you would come by to brighten up …
It was a partly cloudy morning and the sun peeked out from behind the cumulus clouds that floated beneath the blue sky. The scrawny leafless branches of a tree passed beyond the window of my car as I came to a stop at the brick house with the white fence. A young lady came through …
The man in the window waited for me by the fence. I saw his smile from across the street. I slowed my car to a stop, he walked up, and I rolled down the window. “There you go, beautiful lady. Good morning!” He said. He wore a blue winter jacket, blue jeans, and …
