Author Archives: 34orion

Editor’s note: My story “The Journey” will return in a few days. In the meantime, I am sharing with you a story that was written by my father that I am currently adding to. Some may consider this presumptuous but … Continue reading →

  The room was suddenly crowded. Richard and his two sons were joined by my brother in law Mark and his 8-year-old son Oliver who quickly launched himself into my arms. He is the spitting image of my Dad. Like … Continue reading →

The door to the office opened a crack and a head popped through.  “Kopfka. Can we come in/” Before I could answer, the door flung open and my oldest and best friend Richard Magrath walked in followed in short order … Continue reading →

  Through the window I could see my sister’s children, Cate age 12 and Oliver age 8, racing through the back yard laughing and giggling. Their laughter unleashing shades of summers past… my father napping in a macramé hammock strung … Continue reading →

  There is a knock at the door. I say “Come in” and my brother in law Mark walks into the room. He is a Brit and one of the best men I know. Cool and calm, as you might … Continue reading →

I am in my father’s study, sitting at his desk staring out the window into our backyard, a place of countless memories that will soon add one more. I have fled to this room, Dad’s sancto santorum, not only to … Continue reading →

My father was a psychologist from Vienna. Not the type of psychologist that the most famous practitioner of psychology from Vienna practiced.  Dad was an experimental psychologist. Not a clinician. He spent a very distinguished career trying to find out … Continue reading →

  Marika returned and said with joy in her voice “Look what I found.” I looked up and thought she was referring to the beautiful apparition of the Martini that stood majestically on her tray. But when she bent down … Continue reading →

I awoke mid afternoon with a dry mouth and a blazing headache.  My mind still churning away.  Did I make the correct decision in not going with Elaine and the other princesses to shore? I missed her for sure. I … Continue reading →

  The elevator we used was in the far aft of the ship and I was far forward so I had to walk down what seemed like an endless hallway to get to my room but I was totally distracted … Continue reading →