Happy In Bag

Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Eternal Mrs. Bridge

Evan Connell died Thursday.  The stifled protagonist depicted in Connell's incisive 1958 novel Mrs. Bridge lives on.  Mrs. Bridge glares at my unkempt hair as I shop for groceries.  She sneers at my rustbucket from her hermetically sealed Lincoln.  After church, Mrs. Bridge asks me if I left my tie in the car.  The worst part?   Mrs. Bridge's disapproval actually stings me.


  • At 11:07 AM, Blogger bgo said…

    I never lived in that part of town so I wouldn't know the dame. I'm an old five and dimer with a bunch of Billy Joe sides lying around gathering dust.


Post a Comment

<< Home