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A Lakeland Benediction In Memory of Stephen Gould ! ! Old Main.  There are secret graffiti written on the walls of its tower room.  Rather than delinquent scribbling, by now they have acquired an aura From the passing centuries akin to inscriptions on tombstones, Albeit more encrypted. The wind that howls is oblivious. No roosting owls, no hiding mice carry any … More A Lakeland Benediction

Dedicated To Dr. Stephen Gould ! Professing A Portrait ! Bossard was a homely house out of a tale. Old, it was.  How many of its chapters could be read between the clapboards? I advanced through a parlor with a piano no one dared play. I found him in the nest of small offices pushed … More Professing A Portrait

! There Is Always Hope In Memoriam:  Dr. Stephen Gould ! ! That first day, I sat facing the intimidating poster Of a master novelist, a Nobel laureate (Hemingway).  I listened to Dr. Gould place the call to ask, “Who is this?”  I hardly knew the answer myself.  At Lakeland, how many times did I walk In the woods to … More There Is Always Hope/2nd Iteration