Rooftop Reviews - Stories

These are some of my favorite stories from the last 4 years. Some; as with “The Police Gazette”, “Benny” and “Baffled”, although written separately; belong in “It’s Only Me.” Others; such as “The Lovers” and “The Old Black Guy”; are just little stories about true events, the words of which came all at once and I was just lucky enough to write them down before they were gone. But the one thing they all have in common is that they are all true stories.

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2011/10/old-black-guy-by-robert-williams.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2011/03/lovers.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2012/06/benny.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-and-mrs-watts-love-story.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2011/12/lucky.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2012/02/police-gazette_10.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2014/01/baffled.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/07/coke-bottle-gambling.html

http://robertwilliamsofbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/marshalls-creek-fish-and-hunt-club.html  

Butterflies

These 2 butterflies were a real treat while I was at the local nursery looking at plants and trees for the house. Well, actually, Sue was looking at the plants and trees; I was busy fooling around with these two overly friendly guys.

At first they won't sit still for a photo but then I guess they felt sorry for me and posed for several shots. They were even conversing with one another about the inept human with the camera; like, "should we give him a break?" They did, landing at my feet, allowing me to get some ground level shots.

A Day in the Life

We began the afternoon, Sue and I, with nothing to do. So we went to the hardware store, where I got the most beautifully landscaped parking space that I have ever seen. As a matter of fact, until I saw this spot at Ace Hardware; in Corneilus, North Carolina; I had no idea that there was such a thing as a landscaped parking spot. It made the old station wagon look like a young girl on her first date. She glowed.

From there we went across the street to take a look at Legion Park, where some sort of festival was said to be going on. We were pretty late, it was about 3:30 or so, but we did find this group of Sue's family who were holding their annual family reunion. We marveled at the co-incidence. Sue is, of course, a Daughter of the American Revolution, her great grandfather, several times removed, having served in the Continental Army. Obtaining any news of his current whereabouts was especially gratifying. I should mention that there were still several Redcoat stragglers in the area.

Generally, things went so well; meeting as were all were for the first time; that the family kind of got carried away and decided to blow off a cannon to celebrate this chance meeting of two generations, so far removed from one another. With thunder rolling in the distance; coming off the lake in the background, and under the threat of imminent rain; the cannon was set off twice, its roar seeming to dwarf the thunder of the God's themselves. And that was also the last we saw of the Redcoat stragglers!

And what better way to end such a day but to grab some quick Italian food at Romanello's, in Huntersville, where we were joined for part of our meal by the owner's daughter Pari. We were kind of reluctant to let her go home with her father. All in all, it was a perfect day; considering we set out with nothing to do.