Joel

I don't remember too much from my childhood. Maybe it's due to my car accident that I had when I was 18...or maybe life just moves that fast; so fast that I can't really tell much difference from today and when I was 8. But certain things pop into my head: Christmas time with a dark room and a glowing tree, that always made me think that if Moses saw it it would give him flashbacks; or GI Joes; Indiana Jones; the terror of running over a snake on my bicyle; climbing trees and playing capture the flag. My foremost question is not "Where has time gone?" but "Where have I gone?" The preppy Jr Higher, [...]

Recently I've started to read a book by my favorite author Frederick Buechner. The book is called "A Room Called Remember," and is introduced and themed around a dream that Buechner had. In a nutshell (that is"summed up," his actual dream did not take place in a nutshell) his dream plotted that he was staying in an incredibly euphoric hotel room but when he left it he found that he couldn't find it again. He went to a front desk and explain his predicament and the room, and the person at the front desk knew exactly the room he was speaking of, and he told Frederick that all he had to do was to ask for [...]