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  • A MOMENT REENACTED

    By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com A day or so before my brother Craig and I recently closed on our late parents’ house, I said goodbye to a place that was never my childhood home, never one of infant, toddler,… Continue reading

  • CHICLETS AND THE TREE

    By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com In the youth that was mine and so many others in 1950s not-yet-suburbia in Rockland County, N.Y., there would be occasional trips to New York City, about 24 miles southeast. That could be an… Continue reading

  • PROGRESS RIDES IN A SUV

    Spring Valley, N.Y.  —  Over on Alturas Road, between Cole and Summit avenues, on the hill once called Red Brick, many deep inches of asphalt are the burial cover of a long-gone era, one that saw much less traffic on… Continue reading

  • READING AND HEROES

    By Arthur H.Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com “Every Hero Has a Story” is the theme of this year’s Summer Reading Club in my area, part of the national Collaborative Summer Library Program. It encourages students to continue reading over school vacation, whether… Continue reading

  • WHAT’S IN A FACE?

    July 27, 2015 By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com There comes a day when you see a certain face on a relative, friend or former acquaintance, and you realize time has passed, that age has added lines, that days of… Continue reading

  • PICTURES FROM WITHIN

    By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com   The painter who touches you has already made that same journey inward, for he/she takes a picture of part of the artist’s soul and renders it in form, line, color, perspective. If you… Continue reading

  • AWAITING ‘SEASONAL LOVE’

    By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com Fruit in season is like long-sought-after love that suddenly makes connection. The heavens appear, but as in many a novel and short story, consumption does you in, spoils you for the ordinary. You can… Continue reading

  • A TRIP TO MCNAMARA

    By Arthur H. Gunther III Back when, and “when” is whenever you or I hold a memory about a place or someone or thing, there was a country road in Pomona named McNamara, and though the signs still proclaim it,… Continue reading

  • THE PAST AT MARION AND FIRST

    By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com It was at the corner of Marion Street and First Avenue in an American town that the echoes of the past not only filled the ears with a delightful, peaceful sound but the fragrance of… Continue reading

  • ‘CHARACTER’ OF THE MESSENGER

    By Arthur H. Gunther III ahgunther@yahoo.com Today’s social media, like Facebook, showcases much me-ism and egotism, but it can also be telling about someone’s character. And that character, in turn, is telling about the individual’s beliefs. It brings respect, even conversion.… Continue reading