CRASH! Excerpts

Suicide Is Painless … Except When It Isn't

I still remember the strangeness of listening to the theme from M*A*S*H (the movie) in the darkness of the huge cinema on Calgary’s 16th Avenue. It was the Summer of 1970 and I must have watched it with my ex-wife but I don’t remember her presence. I sat, as if alone, in the dark struck…

Epilogue as Prologue

Epilogue as Prologue I died three times, that sixty third year of my life. The first time I died it wasn’t my fault, really. It was his fault. My doctor’s fault, that is. He had prescribed Morphine for my pain. I cleary remember him saying, “Now you know you to be very careful with this…

God Sends A Messenger

His name was David. He was a good looking man in his forties, always well dressed with a regal bearing in spite of his disability. He was likely taller than me but I would never know that, for that first time I met him he was confined to an electric wheelchair. I never learned by…

All the World's a Stage

ALL THE WORLD’S A STAGE   EXCERPTED from CRASH! All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts. AS YOU LIKE IT, ACT 2 SCENE 7 Nurse Jackie was right. Like a family gathered around…