Quiet Desperation

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Roma Wines for your everyday enjoyment. Tonight, Roma Wines of Fresno, California, bring you Mr. Walter Abel in Quiet Desperation, a suspense play produced, edited and directed for Shanley by William Spear. It was during my lunch hour one day.

Funny, I can't even remember the name of the book. Anyway, the sentence was, the mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. I couldn't seem to get past that sentence, quiet desperation. That was me, the author was talking about Homer, Big Lo.

And suddenly I thought, why should I go on like that? I was desperate, okay, but why should I be quiet? Why shouldn't I do something about it? Get myself out of the rut. All I needed was the right break.

It came a lot sooner than I expected. One day, just before my vacation, I happened over here, Mr. Pearson. He's president of the bank, talking to one of the bank's directors, called in Vandergriven. Usually, their conversation is about adventures of first mortgages or government issues.

That stuff didn't interest me. Today, their talk was a horse of another color. It was a hot day, and the door of the boss's office was open. They didn't even know I was alive. I understand she's no great duty, but it's just as well.