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tough guy poetry and manly stories of loneliness
all contents copyright Jon Rolston 2004, 2005, 2006

December 17, 2006

I’m in my father’s den. Behind me are stacks of coins, the small squares of white cardstock with cellphane circles cut in them, circles of different sizes corresponding roughly to the sizes of american coinage: pennies, nickels quarters, half dollars. One coin per square, stapled shut with four staples, stacked in leaning tilting Jenga piles. I’m home for Christmas, on the computer while the rest of the family sleeps.

Heidi, my sister, is staying with my parents too. She just moved back from her teaching job at a Christian school in Tennessee. She has the guest room. My grandmother lives downstairs, in the bottom part of the split level ranch house my parents own. My parents have a large master bedroom with a antechamber, a foyer, a waiting room area when you first walk in. They set up a twin bed for me there. The three cats, Fritz, Pounce and Widget sleep in my parents room as well. (Yes, it’s weird to me too. I’d sleep in the den but there is only a little trail of carpet visible between boxes, file cabinets and cardboard tables set up to hold his collection)

It was 48 degrees tonight, according to the First National Bank thermometer on Route 33. “Pretty warm for ten at night in mid-December,” my father remarked. He’s talking about New Hampshire. My sister and mother were baking gingerbread cookies and the house smelled like warm brown sugar. The two black cats, Widget and Pounce, are terrified of motion, and ran and hid when I arrived. My mother’s daily prayer book was on the kitchen table, Dad and I sat down and played a game of cribbage. I drank egg nogg and spiced rum. I lost to my father, and he went to bed. I lost to my sister, and she went to bed. Now I’m going to bed.


  1. I would think that, of all the towns ripe for metamorphosis in the past 10 years, Greenland would be high on the list. So, what’s new in town?

    Comment by Lyle_S — December 18, 2006 @ 8:22 pm

  2. Why didn’t you send out a distress signal that you were making a stop in the ol’ village. You should take horse & buggy to Boston to meet up.

    Comment by Jason — December 19, 2006 @ 3:53 pm

  3. Greenland used to be poor, and now it is going through an ugly puberty on the way to wealth. I don’t resent people for trying to better themselves, but when Greenland was poor, I knew where I was. Now I can’t tell what part of this fucking country I’m even in. The same shaped building selling the same shaped car is on the same landscaped exit as anywhere else.

    Comment by jon — December 19, 2006 @ 9:23 pm

  4. Does Greenland have a Starbucks? That’s how you know you’ve made it as a town, when Starbuck’s sets up shop.

    I hate Starbucks. I hate coffee, too.

    Comment by Lyle_S — December 20, 2006 @ 6:53 pm

  5. They have a Dunkin’ Donuts, a McDonalds, and two car dealers, selling new cars. Things aren’t finalized, but Starbucks will be swimming into town soon.

    Comment by jon — December 20, 2006 @ 10:07 pm

  6. Thanks for the invite Land-Rod, let’s get donuts…

    Comment by jon — December 20, 2006 @ 10:08 pm

  7. Maybe I’ll shoot up 495 Northbound to the Country View. I’m still shocked over the fact they put a Mercedes Benz dealership in town.

    Comment by Jason — December 21, 2006 @ 5:26 am

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