Wordless

A couple years ago my friend Stan was selling off a bunch of stuff from the back of his gallery. I bought some jazz records, a beautiful Polish film poster, and a few books. My favorite was a nice old copy of Frans Masereel’s wordless Passionate Journey. Masereel tells his hero’s tale in 165 woodcuts withoutContinue reading “Wordless”

The Cash Register

New drinkers marvel at our register. It sits like a monument towering over glasses and bottles on the back bar. They ask if we ever use it. After all, it’s an antique. But there are bills in the drawer. No one except Lon knows how much but they’re in there. When I started at theContinue reading “The Cash Register”