The Gift

There once lived an old man. Gentle by nature, he indeed was very old. A solitary person of no nomenclature.  No-one had bothered giving him a name. Including himself.  It did not seem important or necessary.  Living alone in the woods gave him the shelter and comfort he sought. As a young man, broken hearted, he … More The Gift

They called him Possum

Every now and then I come across something really interesting and intriguing. This is one of those. Last Sunday’s newspaper featured a two page spread  about David James ‘Possum’.  His is really  a most remarkable story. Born in New Zealand’s South Island to a sheep farming couple in 1901. Possum  quit school at age 14 … More They called him Possum

The Black Dog

  By the by, it is best I issue a warning right up front. What I am about to tell you will be confronting for some people. Mine is the sort of story that some would say is best left untold. Not to be brought into the light of day at all. However, I do … More The Black Dog