Moments
I am putting these stories here because the experiences expressed have been of such an indelible nature. They have lain mostly unconscious or at least unaccessed until recently when they began to surface. They seem best suited to the pen and not pastel and have asked to be told.
Taken Back
Dusk, Feb 2024 and my wife and I are sitting in the back yard of our house…
Once Upon an Early Spring
It was an early spring for Md. in 1955.
Fall of ‘53
The fall of ‘53 was grim.
Spring 1970
One early spring afternoon I was standing at my window in my apartment on St. Paul Street in Baltimore.
Little Dove
Yesterday we found a small Dove in the hedge bushes of our home.
Reluctant Little Soldier
My earliest memory is of being born.
Rudolf and Bubbing
Rudolf was a reindeer, famous for being the 9th and youngest reindeer, and for using his luminous nose to guide Santa’s sleigh.
Drinks with Kathy
A slim shiver shook the elderly woman’s shoulders a little as I expelled the cold ear-mold cream into both ears. She relaxed, as I told her it would only last a moment.
Yogi
One muggy summer day in 1956
Johnny Fox
Johnny Fox died. I loved him.
Catch With Dad
I was eight, playing catch with Dad after Sunday school in our backyard.
Grandmother Crawford
We were coming home from my Grandmother Crawford’s house on Bear Creek. As often happened during the summer I had just spent a fun week at her house on the far east part of the city and my parents had come to collect me.
Taylor Manor
I once had a 9,000 pound bread truck run over me.
Forest Haven
In 1973 I was an employee of the D.C. government, working at an institution called Forest Haven.
Freddy Barth
We had lived in Severna Park for less than a year when we had a visit from the Barths, a family of four, friends of my parents from our previous home in Baltimore.
Nick
The sound of popping flooded the interior of the bubble we played tennis in.