One Sunday morning about two weeks ago, the phone rang.
"Lenore?"
"Yes."
"My name is Irving." I didn't catch his last name. Shipolsky or something. "I live in Bayside, Queens and I'm 90 years old."
Cool. Mazel tov! But...what's up?
"I just called to tell you about the first time...
Posted October 30, 2009 | 12:56 PM (EST)