Every Now and Then...
There I lay, wide awake at 4:18 am on a Sunday morning in Brooklyn, New York. It was my only day off and I had »
Uncle George....a selection from 'Church' stories
We were on our way to church one night for yet another predictable and disappointing church service. We were members of Brooklyn’s most popular interdenominational »
Finding My Father...
the child... One icy winter afternoon, when it was too miserable to go outdoors, I snuck up the stairs to the attic of our old house »
the end of the matter... to Igor
You talk about breathing and walking as the cure for many things... I would like to share this with you. My 1st somatic therapy was Thai »
Parting Gift....Dr. Stinson
The gentle voice on the phone was that of Dr. Stinson. "I have a gift certificate for a massage that will expire soon, but I am »