Jul 5, 2025 | Children's stories, snapshots, Stories
These last months, Werner and I are spending much of our time reminiscing. Yesterday I asked, “Werner, do you remember Mr. Rosenthal? I can see him clearly, just as he appeared when he rang our doorbell. We must have been about 10.” We both knew why he appeared every...
Mar 26, 2025 | Life lived stories, snapshots
Foreboding We are all too familiar with this place, this home of our fears. We wish that weren’t so. Even though chairs are not assigned to any of us we nevertheless choose to sit in the same chair each time we come here. The chairs are all the same, a dull...
