Stories

I visit a gym and have gotten to know many of my fellow old ‘gymnasts’. One of them is Werner who  asked me to read this story he wrote and then corrected himself and said no, it’s a poem that he wrote. He handed me what he wrote and did so with lots of hesitation,...

I never knew Charlie R when I was in elementary school. We sometimes played together in the neighborhood playground where I lived just outside of Columbus Ohio. When I was 12 we moved away and that is the last time I saw Charlie. Many years later I read a...

Why did Noah recruit an oldie to join the younger animals on the Ark? He told his recruiter, The Prince from Minsk “Get us one animal that can teach us about aging. I don’t want someone who can talk about aging but instead can show us what aging can look like. Also,...

  The Noah Saga is based on the biblical story of Noah’s Ark. In this transformation of that bible story, animals on the Ark are represented as people dressed in animal garb. The ‘people’ represent a range of human experiences. These are the ‘animals’ that are...

A chapter in the Noah Saga. (A transformation of the biblical Noah story) Barth, 1971, Prague, said….. If you think what you just did was a mistake then just wait awhile and it will turn out that you were right The German Land Lizard saw that Noah couldn’t stop...

My next-door neighbor, Harry B, and I are not close friends, but we have a cozy relationship. Our wives don’t. We share a huge snow blower, some power tools and once in a while a drink at the neighborhood pub rather than in each other’s home. We are each forever...

Part 1 Colors, shapes, patterns, movement is what we see. We have to put all that visual experience together to make what we see meaningful. A retinal image is meaningless without our input from our knowledge, experience, and the context in which images appear....

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...

It was then and not now that I was the ‘youngest’ of 6 sitting on the wooden bench in the gym locker room. Time flies, or is it that it stumbles along? After working out, the six of us would often gather on the bench in the last row of the locker room. We were done...

How do we go from looking and acting normal to losing one’s mind to the point where we can’t get back to that place, that other place, that most of us live in? Why, how, did what happen to our brain, that, rob us of our freedom?  Albert Einstein happened to be at the...