Voices on the Wind Voices on Aging
Sad and Wise, or The Age of Discretion in Medieval London. by Kathryn Jacobs The whispers of retirement dribble off in half-completed sentences tonight; Americans don't talk of money, and we don't admit we're scared. If somebody would just be indiscreet, I could repeat the conversation later Friends, we say. But after all the years of discipline it's hard to break down bulwarks long prepared against each other, because no one shares his secrets with a rival. We could stay up late this evening: drink and listen. And There was a time we might have opened wide to chance-met strangers; we grew wiser. Now nobody breaks us, but we're petrified