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by Kenneth M. Kapp Kurt Taurn retired years ago. He’d told all his friends when he started college that he had a list of what he wanted in life, calculated the income that would be necessary to achieve those goals, and then planned accordingly. He wasn’t shy about entering into such discussions, sharing his views […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp There was an old cedar table and four chairs in a corner of the front yard. If the sun was in the old man’s eyes, he’d carefully set his coffee mug on the grass and move the table and his chair an inch one way or another. The boards were gray […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp Freddy ran in the front door laughing and screaming at the same time. In hot pursuit was a ragamuffin of a little boy with curly black hair matted around his head. It was so dark and shiny that you noticed little else. Curly hair caught Freddy at the bottom of the […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp Virgel Eliot was worried – big time. Virgil had been worrying since ever he could remember. When he was five he fretted every time he was given two cents for an all-day lollipop. He was afraid he’d lose one penny or the other and, when he finally got to the candy […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp At first, Joan shook Thomas’s shoulder gently, but then with increasing urgency she whispered, “Wake up, wake up. Selma’s crying.”
by Kenneth M. Kapp “Honestly!” Little Bonny J waived her hands in the air. “Honestly, Mom, I didn’t eat those cookies. A girl has to be careful to keep her figure youthful. Even when you’re eight that’s important. You’ve told me that umpteen times. See, I do listen!”
by Kenneth M. Kapp Avrum couldn’t remember his own name. In truth, he’d forced himself to forget his name a long time ago: months, years, centuries ago. He laughed once, recalling that one year in a dog’s life is like seven of ours. “Ha, then I’m living one dog’s life for my mother,” and […]
In Memoriam de Kenneth M. Kapp traducere de Maria Giurgiu read here the original English version Yehuda Yannay a fost un compozitor, dirijor, interpret și artist mutimedia. S-a născut la data de 26 mai 1937 în Timișoara. În mod miraculos, el și membrii de familie apropiați, evrei vorbitori de limba maghiară, au supraviețuit în urma războiului. […]
* In Memoria * by Kenneth M. Kapp versiunea română poate fi citită aici Yehuda Yannay was a composer, conductor, performer, and a multimedia artist. He was born on May 26, 1937 in Timișoara, Romania. Miraculously, he and his immediate family, Hungarian speaking Jews, survived the war. However, living conditions became dire with increasing antisemitism and […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp 2022 In 2009 I accompanied Talbert Tutlinger to Vienna where he spent his formative years. Dr. Professor Tutlinger was a well- known famous philosopher. He often acknowledged that I was his good friend and amanuensis. We were more than that but in some circles, discretion was indeed the better part of […]