East of Excelsior is the third book of the author’s humorous life stories. His wife, Cora “the Dish,” through no fault of her own, has been his proof listener, thesaurus, and the victor in their never-ending banter battles. Rick finally admits to being a senior citizen, and felt compelled to complete the trilogy before his aging brain degenerated into a puddle of swamp goo.
“Hey, Dish, where’s my freaking phone?”
“It’s on the counter where you just laid it down.
Don’t ask me where you put your sanity.”