Gone swimmin’

Taking a slip down memory flume.

I. Reading English with Chanachur*

Read at your own risk, because there is no telling where it could land you. 

Childhood is almost synonymous with unlimited free time. And I used to use some of it to read anything that…

III. Bad Water or How I Tripled My German Vocabulary

Achtung, Krauts and Tommies

I stopped using water for three days. Wouldn’t you too if you knew that the water was bad? Then it dawned on me that something may have been lost in translation. You…

Sex and Pancakes

A story about sex

Duck Tease

A story about accidents

The following is a story from a long time ago.

My family spent part of each summer at a campground in Newaygo, Michigan. The park was called “Sandy Beach,” even though their really wasn’t much of a beach or much sand…

The Storm of ‘78 and an Alien Invasion

A story about imagination.

Part of a series of recollections from my youth

When I was thirteen years old there was a wonderful snowstorm. (At thirteen, blizzards are still considered good…

Killing Things

A story about extermination

The Magician

A story about magic

Golden Delicious

A story about small pleasures