Editor’s Note: I think fear of the unexpected is a normal human reaction. I also feel that conditioning people to be fearful is an art that seems to be a well worn tactic by those who have no conscience, or hide behind the lies of their confidants- the people they hire to be a buffer…
Ingeborg Maria Hinderschiedt: June 18, 1929 to December 7, 2013 = To put it mildly There is dissension in the ranks when finalizing the death of your mother. What the question marks consist of- become themselves the question. There was nothing pretty about the house I grew up in, and had been essentially locked out…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… LoveJoy Avenue Spike & the Rat Dog There is a cartoon I remember as a kid, featuring spike (a large bull dog) and his side kick, some little rat dog that had attached itself to this great white beast with the…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… LoveJoy Avenue Out of LoveJoy … On my own finally. Here in Portland Oregon, a calling to which I had no clue as to where it was sending me. This was my second month in the city and I was definitely…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… LoveJoy Avenue Leaving Childish Things… I crossed the street because I was afraid. I was afraid to walk past this man in a black weather torn leather jacket who was with another woman, and a tall lanky dark tanned Indian, all…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… LoveJoy Avenue My Uncle, A tug boat, a large wave, a bad angle… and the cold water That thing where you see the women of Viking villages send off their warriors , reminded me of the very early sunrise morning as…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… LoveJoy Avenue A Freshman If there was ever such a thing as a “Year of Living Dangerously”, that would be me, in my Freshman year of high school. It had a cruel and unusual ferment to it, as during the summer,…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… LoveJoy Avenue Before LoveJoy : Odd Choices Is James Herndon my father? This story has it’s roots in post war Germany 10 years after the war to end all wars. My mother was a student at Heidelberg, my adaptive father was…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… The Kinderheim You can Spray Paint Over That There was an indication that life as usual at the Kinderheim was about to become a little different… And change it did- lo and behold- a child’s prescient intuition rears it’s head as…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… The Kinderheim I think fear is being unloved The mystery of being a child in the Kinderheim was unencumbered with fast food diners, videos or other such things, rather it was nurtured with the dread of wondering whether or not to…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… The Kinderheim The Tower The Kinderheim was an asylum so to speak. Nestled very neatly in the wrappings of Germany’s famous Black Forrest (Schwartzwald) in the southern corner so close yet so far from France and Switzerland. When I think of…
This Book is Dedicated to: The Lost, the Orphaned, the Abandoned, & the Adopted… The Kinderheim The Road to Fear Kinderheim in German means a children’s home. A home for kids basically. As well, it serves a respite for persons of means with adequate wealth to briefly forgive the responsibility of parenting and lend their…
Unwritten Feathers 