these thoughts of doin’ myself in, he said, Pills…a gunshot…jump off ah bridge…just end it…done, leaning over…. the old man whispered, Just done…

he’d lived a long life…married for years…kids…dogs…trips…all that was gone now…

I’ve been broke most my life, he said, Tryin’ ta hold on ta somethin’…even when she was alive…I wanted more, lit a smoke, Now…ah…it don’t matter…

No…what pop…

I wanna catch a fish, he grinned, a big ole Catfish….somethin’ I can mount on a wall…

O.K.

Let’s do that tomorrow…, and he went back to sleep..