Money, when considered as the fruit of many years' industry, as the reward of labor, sweat and toil, as the widow's dowry and children's portion, and as the means of procuring the necessaries and alleviating the afflictions of life, and making old age a scene of rest, has something in it sacred that is not to be sported with, or trusted to the airy bubble of paper currency.
And should I not, had I but known, have flung the machine this way and that, once more to feel it live under my hand, have sported in the sky and laughed and sung, knowing that never after should I feel so free, so sure in hazard, so secure, riding the daylight in the pride of youth? No more horizons wider than Hope! No more the franchise of the sky, the freedom of the blue! No more! Farewell to wings! Down to the little earth!
Cecil Arthur Lewis
Justice Rehnquist was friendly and unpretentious. He wore scuffed Hush Puppy shoes. That was my first lesson. Clothes do not make the man. The Justice sported long sideburns and Buddy Holly glasses long after they were fashionable. And he wore loud ties that I am confident were never fashionable.
Now he had chanced on one of he standard hard-on sessions of the shower, as on both sides of him and across the room three queens sported horizontal members which they turned around from time to time to conceal or display, barely exchanging looks as they resolved. The old men took no interest in this activity, knowing perhaps from long experience that it rarely meant anything or led anywhere, was a brief and helpless surrender to the forcing-house of the shower. In a few seconds the hard-on might pass from one end of the room to the other with the foolish perfection of a Busby Berkeley routine.
I WAS ALMOST HOME WHEN MY LUCK RAN OUT AND THERE WENT MY SUIT, MY KANGOL AND CLOTHES MY FRESH VOLVO ALSO WENT TOO AND THERE WAS NO DENYIN' THAT MY NIGHT WAS THROUGH THE ONE BALLY SHOE THE FRESHEST THING I SPORTED JUMPED ON MY BOARD, FOR HOME I SKATEBOARDED MADE IT TO MY PAD, NO TIME AT ALL WENT TO MY ROOM, OR BETTER YET THE FAR WALL HID THE SHOE AWAY STILL FEELIN' PLEASED THEN JUMPED IN MY COT TO CATCH SOME Z'S EARLY THE NEXT MORNING WHEN I AWOKE I THREW ON ME OLD SLIPPERS AND ME OLD HOUSECOAT WENT INTO THE FRONT, MY FAMILY STARED AT ME SAYIN' 'WASN'T THAT YOU?! NAH, IT COULDN'T BE' THEY KEPT ASKIN' ME AS I DID MY CHORES MY BUTT WAS SAVED BY A KNOCK ON THE DOOR 'WHO IS IT?', THAT'S WHAT MY BROTHERS BARKED 'THE PRINCESS', THIS SWEET VOICE REMARKED SHE SAID SHE WAS LOOKIN' FOR A CERTAIN MAN WHO COULD BRING HER THE SHOE LIKE THE ONE IN HER HAND THE FAMILY RAN AROUND WITH THEIR HEADS IN THE AIR BRINGIN' ON SHOES FROM EVERYWHERE SHE JUST SHOOK HER HEAD, A NOD OF RELIEF SAYIN' 'NO, THAT'S NOT THE ONE THAT I'M LOOKIN' FOR, CHIEF' I RAN IN THE ROOM AND GOT MY SHOE AND SAID, 'IS THIS THE ONE YOU'RE REFERRING TO?' WELL SHE SAID, 'YES, AND YOU'RE SO CUTE BUT WHERE'S YOUR KANGOL AND SLICK SILK SUIT?' I PUT ON THE SHOE, THERE CAME A FLASH OF LIGHT AND I WAS TOUGH IN THE GEAR FROM JUST LAST NIGHT LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW, SAW THE VOLVO SAID TO MY FAMILY, 'I'VE GOT TO GO' WE DROVE UP THE AVENUE, THE PRINCESS AND I AND IN BACK OF ME I HEARD MY FAMILY CRY