The Slogan

On this hot dry and overcast August 22nd 2012 I have been very pleased to entertain at my round table, in a room in the corner of the palace in my mind, discussing the theme of trust and distrust, the generations it takes to instill reliance, or break it down, (mostly break it down), and other brilliant revelations of character as conveyed in his short stories, none other, than John Updike himself.  Fragmented  translucent clouds wafted overhead, signaling the onset of autumn. Outside and stories below in the courtyard the pool of dense rippling blue-green sent up an abysmal odor of chlorine, as we talked freely and intensely seriously, recalling those famous last words, from far too many manipulative close family members, erroneous employers, randy rectors, unthinkingly enthusiastic law enforcers, corrupt congressional coteries, former gold digging girlfriends, (to put names to a handful), “trust me…”.

Robert Pennington Price