Howard Pollack is one of those very rare people who have successfully managed not to abandon their faith in humanity as they grow older-or their trust in common sense, which he possesses in frightening abundance. His writing rides on these qualities as much as it does on a very sharp eye and a deep understanding of people. His art is often wry but never malicious. It can move you to tears. It can, more often, make you smile. It can be mournful but never maudlin, because, for this thoughtful, bemused author, life goes on despite its confusions and failures. This collection will charm you, envelop you in a sense of goodness and decency you will not easily forget.