Not long out of college, I did a few oil paintings of these local scenes. Attorneys purchased a few and displayed the collection in their Jersey shore office.
Fast forward a few years, I was doing laundry and the washer broke mid-cycle. I lugged the heavy soapy load to the laundromat. It was June and I was sitting outside on a bench when these guys pulled up in a convertible. Blocking the street, the driver looked over and said hi. I was single and he seemed funny and harmless enough so when he asked, I gave him my number. We ended up dating for a while before becoming friends. Continue reading “Life boat poetry”