John Verlenden teaches at Louisiana State University. This is his first published story.
Dec 01 1992
When I heard that the mighty Finn Weller was dying of cancer in Alabama, I decided to forget the past fifteen years. I’d go pay him a visit, one last time. I wouldn’t even let him know I was coming. The decision wasn’t too tough to make. I had been living on full disability for a long time outside of Bolivar, Tennessee. I didn’t have a family or do much of anything, so I had plenty of money saved up. I could pay for a bus trip to go see an old war buddy, a guy who I figure kept me alive over there.