Last night Laura Wolf and I took a tango lesson at her health club on 43rd Street. Four couples, taught by an Argentine pair who struggled charmingly to express themselves in English. He had trouble with words like “elbow” and keeping one’s arms “level.” Nevertheless, he managed to get

Joe and I saw a terrible thing one Saturday at the beach. A man who had been diving off a friend’s shoulders into the shallow water was suddenly being carried up onto the sand by five people. They set him down and he didn’t move. Within a minute

On subway met Lou, a Canarsie man, late 30s, disappointed he didn’t achieve success in show business 10 or 15 years ago. Wanted to be in “sports entertainment”—something like Lou Ferrigno, whose neighborhood he lives in. “I hang out with the guys he used to know and I

Sunday morning at Wendy’s restaurant at Allegheny Center, Pittsburgh. A woman about 50, long gray hair, having coffee with an old gentleman. She says she’s poor, but Jesus will reward her—by granting her the desires of her heart. Her talk is constantly of “The Lord.”  Old Guy

Met a beautiful dark-skinned girl at the library and bought her a hot dog for lunch. She’s a native Pittsburgher but doesn’t know much about her city. In fact, she seemed to have an especially weak mind for detail and accuracy of every kind. She wasn’t