A few of you have heard me rave about a friend and mentor who is near and dear to me. For anyone who has not: Meet, Sparky. Among many other things, he is a professor, psychologist, and a poet. His blog is now up and running and I am sure he would not mind the traffic. http://sparkytheminddoc.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Shrapnel Wounds
Today I saw a man pick out a small shard of shrapnel from his skin that had worked its way out from deeper tissue. The wound was months old. He did it without veering off topic or changing the rate or rhythm of his speech. Without even wincing, he picked at his skin for a few moments and then teased out a piece of metal. He then placed it on the table next to us as we finished our conversation. No further discussion on the metaphor is required.
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