“Dinosaurs,” Lou Levin said, “let’s face it, we’re a pack of goddamn dinosaurs.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Irv Brodsky asked.
“It means,” said Levin, “that guys like us are destined no longer to appear on the face of the earth. We’re soon to be extinct. The way we think, the way we act, Jesus, even handball, the game we play, is on its way out. Nobody under sixty plays this game any more.”
Slowly slipping off his knee brace, Moe Bernstein, though he didn’t say anything, tended to agree. None of the sporting-goods stores carried handballs any longer; you couldn’t find a proper pair of gloves anywhere in the whole city. Only here at the Horwich Jewish Community Center was there equipment for the game he and his friends loved.
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