(May 4, 2002)
Stanley and his wife delivered the Sunday paper. They always came into the Waffle House just before I finished the night shift. He would give me a copy of the paper and always ordered the same thing. To most people he didn't seem very friendly, but he and I got along just fine.
In memory of Stanley Alligood
August 20, 1939-May 2, 2002
“If he liked you, he liked you;
if he didn’t, he didn’t.”
Gray and gritty darkening dawn
brought the Sunday paper loosely covered
with plastic.
Ambled over, shuffled greeting;
over medium, coffee black.
Graveled joking
understood in
gleaming mischievous eyes
(mistaken meanness).
Wink a wink.
Grin a grin.
Heh!
Gray and gritty darkening dawn;
aluminum foil folded tightly over
leftover ham.
Shuffled out, muffled grouch;
hearty heartfelt
“Take it easy, boss.”
Shed a tear.
Wink a wink.
Grin a grin.
Heh heh.
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