Trains are my favorite form of transportation. With this piece I am introducing a mini-series of stories of my various experiences on trains over the years. Nothing like Agatha Christie’sMurder…
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PERSONAL HISTORY
What I learned over thirty years as “Dr. Fate” from my students’ adventures in “lifeboats” It is now a century since that fateful night in August 1912 when the reputedly…
There are a lot of people who are bibliophiles, and a lot of bibliophiles who acquire a large number of books. Then there are bibliomaniacs that might have a hoarding…
Preamble: The following is from my 2007 book, The Stranger is Me. It seemed appropriate to post on this St. Patrick’s Day and in remembrance of my late wife, nee Patricia Ann…
Their corporate image was only slightly less ubiquitous than Coca-Cola’s, eye-catching crimson and yellow brand. Kodak. For people around the world it meant snapshots, 35mm slides, and badly exposed 8mm…
Typically, in pilgrimage, it is the destination that seems the constant. Space has a permanence that outlasts us. But place is another matter. Place is a confluence of time and…
It was a breezy and chilly, but not a “dark and stormy,” night before I awoke to be greeted by a clear and bright view of Mt. Vesuvius framed in…
Awakened by the mounting ambient noise of a Hong Kong morning my night fogged mind reminds me that I am having my sixth birthday in this exotic city. I lay…
I love a smile from a pretty girl even if it stirs more reminiscence than romantic notion these days. A young woman in the prime of her beauty can almost…
Last week, my mother, at 94, but looking maybe 80, slipped from a peaceful unconsciousness to wherever consciousness goes when the corpus will no longer contain it. Wherever that consciousness…