From the May 1993 Print Edition

Tell me everything you know, the sapient sage asked the seeker, and, since the former was, in his role, an editor, the latter filled page after page of all that followed and preceded cause and wherefore and why and when. Which he gave to waiting world and bookman with a flourish, so: here’s . . . . Continue Reading »

Momento Mori

From the April 1993 Print Edition

What do the living know about the dead? I was called upon to wonder when the well-meaning camp director’s wife who knew parts of my family asked where I stood in relation to the brother who’d died, she had heard. Died? I said. Yes, I believe, cancer, she said. Oh, I said, that, I . . . . Continue Reading »