I “ketchup” with my past . . . 

Discovering the medicinal properties of clown white.

As a new clown with the circus I lived my life, as musicians say, con brio. I tasted of cotton candy and reveled in popcorn. Wordsworth said it…

The last place you’d want to deface with urine is my Aunt’s bathroom!

A child of the American Midwest, I grew up in a society that venerated clean, comfortable and commodious bathrooms. That is because my…

I still smell the spilled grain and ammonia of pigeon guano.

Fifty years ago civilization ended six blocks from my doorstep in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Or so my mother, and my friend’s mothers, told us. To the…