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When you floss and get into the apse between opposite teeth, snapping the dental tape, you remove detritus. Reminiscences are like that, they need to be dislodged from crevices if you  have a mind to.Thinking of Sidney and Rose is like removing something that has lodged someplace in me. And it needs telling. It has been slightly over 60 years since I last saw them. I am sure no one goes to their gravesites.They were both harmless and good people, doing their earthly business here until they died. I have no idea when they died, or who went first, or where they…

“I have a dream, a fabulous dream, babe” — “Gypsy.” Rosalind Russell with high heels stomping on stage, in deep swagger, blaring out her song, like Ethel Merman on steroids, it is a self proclamation. I associate to Martin Luther, anti-Semite par excellence, who majestically told eternal Rome and her pope: “Here I stand.” All that in this theme which somehow and in some way, like the tail on a kite, flutters over my dream as if, I,too, have something to shout out in a stentorian way. Essentially as only a dream can present itself, I see before me a series of…

  In the past 90 days or so I have had difficulties getting a good night’s sleep. For me that means at least about 5 to 6 hours uninterrupted by bathroom visits. As time went on the amount of sleep was gradually reduced to about one or two hours and then 45 minutes of restlessness — watching TV, reading, feeling anxious and unsettled emotionally. Eventually I was feeling sleep deprived during the day. I greeted too many dawns fully awake. One particular night was an insomniac’s fare — sleeplessness only moderated by tossing and turning, walking about the house, worrying about what…

Gifting a friend with a copy of Down to a Sunless Sea, I browsed through the book until I came to “Echo,” a story about the relationship between two men, David and Jonathan, and for the first time I realized that it was a hearkening back to ancient Israel. And then I came across a section of dialogue from Citizen Kane which I had used to further a theme of the story. I found this to be an example of synchronicity because I recently drafted a syllabus for a course in writing in which Kane  would be screened. I wanted to…