Collecting bottles, tossing leftovers, taking out the garbage
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Richard Chiappone worked in the trades for forty years before he damaged his neck vertebrae, forcing him to retire. He says, “Now my wife works all day, and I stay home and write, cook elaborate meals, bake bread, and wish I could put my hard hat back on and work construction again.” He is the author of the story collections Water of an Undetermined Depth (Stackpole Books) and Opening Day, which will be published in 2010 by Barclay Creek Press. He lives near Homer, Alaska, and teaches at Kenai Peninsula College and in the University of Alaska’s creative-writing MFA program.
Herb had finally hit the jackpot in the herring-roe fishery and decided that, with the girls gone, I might enjoy some creature comforts to take the edge off being alone in the cabin so much. Unfortunately I had already come to the same conclusion, and one of the comforts I’d treated myself to was named Jimmy.