In Reply to: It's Crooked Joe's fault! posted by SagoBob on February 13, 2026 at 21:41:45
. . . a house with a picture window facing the street corner. On the other side of the window was a man in an iron lung. A mirror gave him a view to the street.
This was the early seventies. Half a century, but it doesn't feel like it was that long ago.
I'd like to say I knocked on his door and we became friends, but I never did. To a 16yo, that kind of disability is frightening.