By David R. Topper Albert Einstein was the most photographed scientist of the 20th century. The scope of emotions depicted range from the serious to the silly: from looking like a secular saint with hands folded and deep in contemplation of supposedly solemn thoughts, to the image hanging in front of me on the bulletin … Continue reading The Dark Side of Albert: Einstein and Mileva Marić, his First Wife
My Sweatshirt In Lost Time: A Memoir
By David R. Topper One might say – looking back figuratively – that my sweatshirt had Proust written all over it. Is this worth pursuing? Depends. Let’s see. It came about when I remembered this almost sixty-year-old episode in my life. I was in Pittsburgh, my hometown. It was 1964, a late-summer evening. My close … Continue reading My Sweatshirt In Lost Time: A Memoir
The Vignette
By David R. Topper I was faced with the task of choosing a picture to put in her obituary. Where to begin? You see, at my age I read the obits every day. And I must say that I often look at some of the pictures and mumble under my breath, “Couldn’t they find a … Continue reading The Vignette
Two Lifelines
By David R. Topper a line a Euclidean line infinite in length timeless mid-month, a birth, our first grandchild a girl the dawn of fresh joy the trajectory of a new life a lifeline: starting at zero finite in length & time a few days later, a diagnosis early stage of dementia my wife the … Continue reading Two Lifelines
Hidden
By David R. Topper She’s hidden in a cavity of my car. If discovered, we’ll both die. Quickly “dispatched,” as a gangster would say. No questions asked. That’s the way it works with the thugs running this country. Her life is in my hands. How I look and act. My body language. If I elicit … Continue reading Hidden
