Remembering Webster Murphy Allen 1925 – 2012
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22 writers feature in obit. … and below is a taste of all their 32 stories … so experience them now!
Ned the boss told me yesterday that ol’ Webster Murphy Allen is coming back to town in a pine box and we got the pleasure of stuffin’ him in the ground.
The Man Webster Murphy Allen Owes Everything To – Jaylee Alde
Web recognized that tone, the hectoring, whiny, “you’re so dumb” tone. Even his kids used it …
Striking Out Duke Snider – Michael Webb
I never cared much for calls that come after I’ve gone to bed. Couldn’t be nothing but bad news.
Terms of the Agreement – Gwendolyn Joyce Mintz
I shook my head and though I try to avoid melodramatic gestures during working hours, put my head in my hands and stared at the grain on my desk. “It doesn’t make any sense, Web.”
One More Chance – Matt Potter
On the train to the City, she realized that since it is over, it must be her turn to talk.
La Brisa – Sally Reno
One afternoon in the fall of ’51, as I was enjoying a cheeseburger and coffee at Charlie’s Kitchen, a strange man approached and sat down across from me at my table.
Dirty Little Secret – Joyce Juzwik
“My country,” she said, “is full of people who believe in nothing, but they don’t feel good about it,” …
Our Countries are Nothing but Melting Villages – Kyle Hemmings
Though both had emigrated to America as children Maddy hadn’t come from London’s wealthy Grosvenor Square with her family, she’d come alone from Ireland, poor as stale toast …
A Visitation – Teresa Burns Gunther
Can you imagine reading to a little girl like me The Iliad in Latin? We did that for fun all one summer.
My Sister, Esther – Martha Rand
But our years together started one night in the Fall of 1954 when I was walking along 9th Avenue in New York, and I stopped as usual to look into Albright’s huge front window.
The Benny-Allen Years – Matt McGee
“You don’t think that with all the people who were going to handle Mr Allen on the way, she’d have let him go with that kind of money through his cock, do you?”
Rigorous Mortis – Gill Hoffs
When have a man’s image towards the outside world and the reality ever been so disparate?
I’m That Son – Dusty-Anne Rhodes
I regret giving Esther season tickets. I didn’t think she’d drag me along every goddamn time.
Met – Erin Zulkoski
Papers blew around, and fire trucks, and police cars, and noise, and chaos, and then he saw it, the gaping hole in the building pouring smoke.
Papers – Michael Webb
O.K. so here you can say it cannot be, and let’s call the loony bin. Fine. I don’t care. I only report what happened.
The Products of Love – Andrew Stancek
The doctor withdrew a small leather bound notebook from his jacket. He tore off the top page and leaned forward, pushing it across the desk. “This woman. And her child, who will be born in the fall …”
Who You Want to Be – Michael Webb
Webster walked right past him without a look or a hello. Was this his way of grieving? Sam wondered.
Accounts – Maude Larke
A trick of acoustics allowed someone sitting in the bathroom without the water running to be able to hear conversations from the living room at the bottom of the stairs.
Roots – Michael Webb
Even if all the postcards had reached him at the same time – an information dump. So like him – all or nothing.
That Trouble with Robert – Mira Desai
A tree branch rattles one of the upstairs windowpanes. Who will trim it back now?
The Unfolding – Jennifer K. Dick
He is terribly naive and idealistic even though perhaps his intentions are well meant.
Memories of Murph – Joanne Jagoda
Or if I was born into his new family instead of his old one.
Grieving Granddad – Meghan K. Barnes
It was a few hours before the mourners would arrive, and the casket wasn’t in place.
Unlike Loss – Jen Knox
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