Fitting the evidence into our preconceptions
I sweep my weeping child up in my arms and hold him close. He wraps his legs around my waist and I drop my hands to support him under his bottom and to stop…
The Purple Elephant
It all started with a purple elephant. I kid you not, a purple elephant. He was staring me straight in the eyes, and I thought, “Why are you an elephant?” I…
The Cha-Cha
At the appointed time I worked my way through the crowd to the middle of the cleared dance floor, meeting up with my partner along the way. He looked just as…