Hockey was once touted as the world’s fastest game . . . I remember the old Garden on 8th Avenue between 48th Street and 49th street, I think, yes, I can see the marquee outside the front like a theater marquee, the lobby entrance with the banner reading, Hockey, the world’s fastest game, or was it sport, I think thorough bred race horses run faster than hockey players skate . . . I went with my Dad when I was still a little boy, I think as little as five, which was how old I was when I went to my first Opera, I saw Tebaldi and Bergonzi . . . it was my dad that introduced me to wine, Italian, mostly northern, almost all of them Tuscan, at least when they were red . . . we used to have duck a lot when I was a boy . . . my mother was named for Jeanne D’Arc . . .
Re-Memory [Flash Fiction]
The Falling Leaf Review 