Mr. Johns’ Face

Mr. Johns’ face now holds more memory of who he was when he a child, fat-faced and grinny. More of who he was then is clearer to those who see him now.

The deepening of years on his face don’t broadcast age as much as suggest, like folds in a velvet curtain, very cool drama within.

Whatever scary moments, harsh reprimands, moments of glory he has lived certainly haven’t done him in. If anything, he looks sincerely delighted with himself. Maybe he’s just surprised he has made it this far.

Maybe we should be, too.

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About Mrs. Fitz

Hello! I'm Michele Fitzpatrick, a Chicago writer. Like our town, a work in progress. As a journalist, teacher and writing coach I think all of us live our stories and sharing them creates moments that remind us we're connected. And that is enough.
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