Quotes About Oilskin

The Old Man came to that meeting disguised as a fisherman, wearing an oilskin jacket and a fisherman's hat. I don't know why. No disguise would'a worked by then, for he was red hot. His white beard and hard stare was plastered on every wanted poster from Pittsburgh to Alabama.

writing those lines in his small kitchen, the light wet on the oilskin tablecloth, the night close against the window.