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A Kof with no Name We are in a quandary. I’ve created several images of the Hebrew letter Kof  for a SlideShare presentation on Stephen Fuchs’ website, rabbifuchs.com. All the Kofs have names but one. Number 10 is nameless. This simply will not do. So, we are calling upon you to…name that Kof! Here’s how […]

Rappin’ It

The Daily Post My homeboyz call me a fanatic Cause when I see that girl it’s automatic I get ecstatic; act all erratic Like a jammed-up semiautomatic. I ain’t nothin’ but that baby girl’s addict. Now I’m off to swim the Adriatic In hopes she’ll find me charismatic. If not, it’s gonna be traumatic Cause […]

Vivian

My mother’s name was Vivian. She was born at home in Bridgewater, South Dakota in 1919–two days after Christmas. The name Vivian means “lively” which is ironic since she appeared to be stillborn. The umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. My mom was blue and lifeless. Assuming there was no hope, her oldest sister, Anne […]

Feeling Sapphire

Birthday candles were the inspiration; adolescent psychosis provided the motivation. “It’s so pretty, Mister,” Freddy explained to the fire fighter after torching the neighbor’s doghouse. (He’d made sure Duke was at the groomer’s, first). “I like the fire,” he continued. “The blue is like Mommy’s [saffer] ring. And the orange is for Halloween and pumpkins.” That was […]

At the Garage

The Daily Post “I’m gonna miss ol’ Gus.” “Yep-eroo,” Joey sighed. “Ain’t nobody can bust a tire faster’n him…” “Uh-huh. Change his mind slicker’n snot, too!” “You betcha. Reckon that’s why folks called ’m Quicksilver.” “Hee-hee! First he’s buyin’ the garage; next he’s lookin’ at new houses, then he’s off to Tahiti with th’ cashier.” “He’ll be back.” Gus’s wife […]