Four decades after their childhood adventures fell silent, three old friends reunite under somber circumstances. In a dusty basement, an unfinished quest awaits, along with a fourth adventurer who never truly left the party. A tale of friendship, loss, and the immortality of imagination.
Category Archives: Poetry
A New Song
On the last day before winter break, a routine school assembly became something altogether different. A childhood poem, a visiting folk band, and a name called out across a crowded cafetorium created a moment that would eventually become difficult to distinguish from a dream.
A/V
After years of probation, the intern finally earns his credentials. Armed with a key, a loaded cart and a Bell & Howell 16mm projector, a fourth-grade A/V technician discovers that sometimes growing up begins when someone trusts you with the equipment.
Lego, My Ego
A family movie. A dusty bin of old bricks. And an Expert Builder who had been waiting three decades for someone to wake him up.
One More Song
A seat in the corner of a bar became twenty years of friendship, brotherhood, and shared music. For Randy, and for the song we didn’t get to hear together.
Loadstar
A Commodore 64 becomes a bridge, BASIC becomes a language of navigation, and a blinking cursor points toward infinite possibility. Before the world went online, sometimes all it took was 38,911 bytes and a little imagination to set sail.
Man and Boy
A bored boy disappears into the racks of a Main Street institution, where jungle cats, the Wild West, and a chance encounter with a local legend turn an ordinary shopping trip into something worth remembering.
Friday Night Atari
A Friday night in Syracuse, 1983. Pitfall gives way to Robot Tank, and a ten-year-old boy discovers a new dimension just before his own world is about to change.
The Ghosts of Skaneateles
A few notes from an old AM radio send me backward through three generations and seventy years of family history on the shores of Skaneateles Lake. From a frightened boy on a dock in 1976, to my parents in 1968, to a grandfather I never met in 1956, the ghosts of the lake were there all along.
Starboy
A forbidden basement room. A glowing stereo. An older sister with something to share. One side of 2112 later, music would never sound the same.
