Forever, people in power have been afraid of fiction. Wild imaginings threaten to undermine the view of the world as unchangeable, the easy idea that…
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The fierce cougar attack last week in the afternoon on one of the two women biking together at a Southern California Wilderness Park only half…
I was born in Germany in 1945 just at the end of the Second World War, the eldest of seven children. We grew up on…
Every winter, when the season comes to do maintenance on the tractors, it is merely my sheer laziness that causes me to meditate on the…
Lately I've received several end-of-the-year form letters wherein the sender(s) painstakingly detail their lives over the past year. It's the kind of missive only mothers…
The early afternoon summer sun reflected off the lake onto my ceiling and danced on my desk. The front door to my little bachelor cottage…
Dear Santa — I’ve been a very good boy in 2003. Well, it’s all relative, right? Compared to Kobe Bryant and Paul Wolfowitz I look…
It may be that the interest in and affection for life in the old East Germany is a result of the current German “crisis” —…
Just after midnight, the pitch-black New Year’s night suddenly came alive with darting shadows. The slap-slap of rubber boots against the slick pavement echoed throughout…