Mr. Wilson
This short story is a re-print from the Ancient Paths archives. It was previously published in Issue 4 (Spring 2000). Mr. Wilson
by Edward Leschke Old Mister Wilson and his wife lived next door to us. He’d been there forever. Even Mom couldn’t remember anyone else there and Mom was pretty old. I started to go over to Mister Wilson when I was five and watch him in his garage. He’d make chairs, tables, cabinets, rocking horses. All kinds of stuff out of wood. He even made me a