VIEW FROM INSIDE SCI (by Spinal Cord Injury patient Foster Hall):
As a former floor nurse, at the Albuquerque VA hospital -In 1974, there were units with as many as 50 patients and no SCI...
Author Archives: Michael Gray
Just a Bad Day . . .
Last week, for no reason I can pin down, my usual positive feelings about life slipped away and the possibility of falling into a...
Morning Sketch, a poem by Ken McKeon
Grace never entered his mind as he stumbled down The early morning waking ways of this brightening town. Dogs came to his mind as...
Standing at the Bus Stop.
Many years ago when I was living and working in Montreal, I stepped into an alternate stream of time. As I always did on...
Everything I learned, I learned in Kindergarten
This phrase, if we were lucky enough, may remind us of a time when we were very young and able to make friends with...
Dumpy’s Way–a Turtle Poem by Ken McKeon
The turtle’s name was dumpy, It pawed away and nosed up the spare Dry turf beneath the loose wire fencing That kept our small...
Being Mansanto
Something incredible arrived in yesterday’s mail. Inside a five-pound flat of chocolates, I found a manila folder containing a sheath of legal papers. At...
Be Here Now
The Time, Space, Knowledge vision offers a new way to “Be Here Now”—a way that runs deeper and wider than what is possible when...
A WESTERN TALE, AN UPDATE–Poem by Ken McKeon
The way the old time long ago childhood tales had it, The rip-snorting gun-toting hard riding cowboy named Joe Rode into a just framed...
Manifest Destiny
I once destroyed...