Tag: Grady

Payoff

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UNITED STATES—Wylie had a big house on Sixth Ave., near Country Club Park. The neighborhood is just as peaceful as it sounds. The house...

I Am/Was A Jerk

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UNITED STATES—In “The Summing Up” W. Somerset Maugham rawly states, “I have never kept a diary. I wish now that during the year that...

The $20 Man

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UNITED STATES—There I was a few weeks ago in my hometown, up north, trying to get waited on in a doughnut shop. A man...

Reseda

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UNITED STATES—The property owner, Jim Wylie, was a gambler in a big way, but not in the literal sense. Jerry Segal, his colleague and...

Afterglow

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UNITED STATES—“What am I going to do for three days?” I asked. It was a rhetorical question inspired by the looming three-day Veteran’s Day...

The Pay Off

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UNITED STATES—It was a Thursday afternoon and ostensibly my “day off.” I was refuging into a movie theater, the Vista, to escape the unfolding...

A Bright And Guilty Place

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UNITED STATES—The sun can, at times, be so raw and unforgiving, it can give you a toothache. And the survivors of the dreams and...

Through A Glass Empty

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UNITED STATES—I’m so glad my sister and I were read to from an early age—to that we owe a lifelong love of reading and...

Take A Bow

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UNITED STATES—The apple red Subaru wagon with Nevada plates sure expanded my world—there was the court circus, dunning tenants, showing rooms and it made...

Combustible

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UNITED STATES—In April, when I took over the managerial duties for all the Wylie properties, no sooner had I moved out of Estrella Avenue,...

Decision

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UNITED STATES—That fall and winter at Estrella Avenue I endured penuries that I hoped were behind me for good, such as living on ten...

Once Upon A Crime

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UNITED STATES—It amazes me how much time’s vortex can pack into a single afternoon. At that first meeting of the Spanish cultural club, where...

Heavenly Daze

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UNITED STATES—You wake up and you’re in this place where the clouds are all cottony as they glide across an achingly blue sky. Kinda...

Back To Begin

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UNITED STATES—Back at the rooming house the pressure was on to get some scratch. Of course my teen horror screenplay, “The Persecuted” was floating...

Full Circle

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UNITED STATES—Astonishing how things blossomed after joining the Spanish-language theater group. After one of the group's rehearsals Rafael, the director, invited me to check...

More Christmas In The Hood

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UNITED STATES—The house filled with rich smells of punch that simmered on the stove. Aromas of cinnamon, guava and sugar cane thrilled our nostrils....

Christmas In The Hood

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UNITED STATES—The owner of the store had moaned and whined about the neighborhood before the shooting. The porch homies affected his business as well...

Aftershocks

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UNITED STATES—I had no time to worry about the earthquake in Watsonville. Everything seemed to be falling apart at the house I was managing....

A Lotta Shaking

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UNITED STATES—One Tuesday afternoon, sunny and cool, lullabied by the sound of cars streaming from the 10 to the 110, I neared the end...

What’s Cookin’?

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UNITED STATES—The people at 1980 Estrella taught me about cooking. Since I knew next to nothing, my culinary skills and variety grew exponentially. The...
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