How I conquered my unresonable fear of breaking down on the highway and being stuck in the middle of nowhere with my child wailing in the backseat while I wait, penniless, for a tow truck that never comes.
Author Archives: Jeffrey Felshman
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Shakers
Five years ago these people were asked very politely, in an undertone hushed by repugnance bordering on horror, to take their Laurel and Hardys and their grinning duckies and their big-breasted bimbos and leave the Antique and Art Glass Salt Shaker Collec
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Lewis and Mr. Black
These Parts/Lewie Faustino, 26, has an old Camaro and a thing about John Lennon. Mr. Black, 83, is a retired union man who once met Nelson Rockefeller. They’re friends.
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Pradith’s Haircut
Pradith is well traveled. Ventiane, Laos. Prison camp somewhere in North Vietnam. Two days in the Mekong River. Bangkok, Thailand. Relocation camp somewhere in the Philippines. Washington, D.C. For the moment, Chicago, Illinois, where he had his first American haircut last week. I went with him. He picked the place. On Broadway near Wilson, it’s […]