OLD FRIENDS, OLD DEBT
My friend Bill Rayner just called. "Why did you send me a check for $180.00?" he asked. I reminded him that in 2004 he wouldn't let me pay my share of rent for a house in Florida, when I broke a leg and couldn't make the trip. He said, facetiously, "Pay me out of your first royalty check."
I was 65 then, unpublished, and he knew there would probably never be a royalty check. Ten years later the impossible happened: I got an advance for my nonfiction book "The End of Unbelief: A New Approach to the Question of God." Now I'm debt free and my credit is good with Bill.
"Love doesn't last," she said grimly. I guess it doesn't, he thought. But then neither do we. Shane Hayes
He had the moral independence of a man with happy secrets about himself and no need to tell them. Shane Hayes
The men who fail seven times out of ten are considered the game's greatest heroes. Ken Burns, Baseball