The Guardians of Memory (A finalist) Stan Goldberg December 11, 2018 Life, Short Stories2 CommentsHannah glides through the fog as if an apparition—beautiful and giving as if Jesus himself is pouring her out of a wine bottle. I point my old Leica towards her as she stands in front of a Monterey Pine, its branches bent eastward from years of persistent winds. This will be more than just another picture I’ll add to my collection.
Letting Go: When Losses are Inevitable Stan Goldberg July 29, 2016 Grieving and Recovery15 CommentsAs the Soberanes fire in Carmel, California comes closer to our vacation home, I’m devastated knowing the source of wonderful memories will most...
