Hey neighbor!
October 2023 | Mid-Sobriety Challenges | Oldtimers

Hey neighbor!

He always thought something was odd about Mel next door. Then one day he paid him a visit

On a Sunday morning in the winter of 1968, I heard my next-door neighbor stirring on his back patio. Our houses were separated by a fence covered with a red flame vine in full bloom. The day was beautiful. The temperature in Miami was in the low 80s, the sky was South Florida blue, and I was comfortable in a chaise lounge under a 60-foot-tall strangler fig in full leaf, with a cigarette in one hand, a gin and tonic in the other. This wasn’t unusual for me.


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