by Mort Ehudin
The Ghost
Why do I call this man The Ghost?
You must imagine what he looked like as I saw him coming out of a supermarket. He was wearing white pants, a white dress shirt, had on a white cap and was wearing a white surgical mask. All I could see were his eyes and glasses!
He told me that he had owned a bar for over 40 years. Was never married, but has good friends who he sees almost every day. Life is good, he told me.