Whose home

I was shocked, didn’t know what to expect but how could I know what I would see, remember, walking back, not sneaking back in time, lost, but here I am. Just stood there, paralyzed? Yes, but I continue to stand in front of what I think was my childhood home. No. I...

Eva

         Rudi and I were colleagues stuck at a small elite college in the middle of nowhere Ohio. We didn’t quite make it at a high-powered university. He taught physics and I was an associate prof in the chemistry department. Were we friends? I guess so but not...

Bernd Barth catches a train

Everything matters including how you deal with fear The rainbow of scents from the flower stand are gone, replaced by the odor of stale beer. The café Geiger, gone. Thaler’s luggage shop is no more.  The little shops in the central railroad station in Strasburg that...

3rd car of the D train

Spring finished early.  It is now mid-May and someone has turned up the early morning heat in Brooklyn.  Many of the people filling the D subway train cars screeching towards Manhattan were dressed for summer and so the short skirts blew up and about and some of the...

Leopold’s Café

Today Larry did not go to his office at Global Financial. Today was a beautiful warm spring day. Today was the day he wouldn’t see Barbara, the assistant manager at Global Financial. Today was the day he needed her not on the couch in her office but just to hold him...