Down The Boardwalk
As he walked down the boardwalk, he suddenly realised what life really is, and also the life he had led. From starting off with a kid with nothing and working his way up to sheriff, only then to gain a position in politics, and then to start the flow of booze into Atlantic City in the years of prohibition, then to shaking the devils hand in order to maintain his position of authority, personal friends betrayed him and family orchestrated his death, and he outlived them all. He also remembered the years of his gangster ways, how if you didn't scratch his back, he would put a knife in yours. Challengers came and they came close, but he defeated them all the more. Then the years rolled on from joist to horrifying and finally left him in a position of an average person. He shaped up to fall back in line as the commander of the gangsters, only to find the younger ones now leading, and there moto was 'out with the old, in with the new' Everything had changed, and not for the better, the years came and went so quickly that even the late 1890's seemed appropriate to reminisce to. His days of reminiscing of the characters he met and the people he loved, most all had deserted him, he was a knight set on a moral journey to find Eldorado. One is the loneliest number.