Sixty-seven-year-old Walter Kendal isn't your typical homeless man. He wears London Fog and is accompanied by a pet homing pigeon named Jackie. After fleeing devastating personal events, Walter is accused of a crime he did not commit. Now a fugitive on the run, Walter sleeps under the stars at night but during the day enters... Continue Reading →
Joseph, the Dreamer, an allegory–Part I
My interpretive story of the accounts of Joseph the dreamer: The Nile had failed to give the fields their water. Wheat stalks bent their heads in shame, and much of the cattle have a thin skeletal frame about them. The lotus flowers and the plumy papyrus were almost obsolete, and the hot southeast wind had... Continue Reading →