The Eccentric Writings of Michael Curry

                                 The Table on the Boardwalk                                                                      by M.N.Curry                                                                           The Custodian Dispatch   Every morning at 6:12 a.m., Charles Finley arrives at a table on the boardwalk near a coffee shop, a cup of coffee in hand, an old photograph. The photograph shows a young woman laughing as the surf breaks. Her name was Eleanor. Forty years ago, they planned to meet here after a misunderstanding that nearly ...