By Reeve Chudd “How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” – Winnie the Pooh “Keeney!” Lewis Beauchamp called out to his young associate, whose office was next door to his, well within earshot. Mark Keeney, who had only three months before passed the Indiana State Bar exam, appeared. “Yes, sir?” … Continue reading A Wrong Righted
CPD
By Reeve Chudd Sometimes, an arithmetic or statistical obsession in someone can be annoying, but my nephew’s discriminatory feeding calculations are a constant source of pride and envy for me. My brother, Bart, and his wife, Cindy, worked for the United States Agency for International Development (USAID, for short) and lived somewhere near Lima, Peru, … Continue reading CPD
Funny Bone
By Reeve Chudd “Ow!” I screamed as my longtime internist, Dr. Art McLean, gently touched the large purple and brown bruise on my right side. “I told you it was tender, Art!”. “Yeah, OK, Ben, but we’ve gotta get an X-ray to see whether something’s broken or fractured in there. How did you get this?” … Continue reading Funny Bone
Passing Through
By Reeve Chudd The dining room was filled with the familiar scents of roast turkey and Mrs. Carter’s heavy perfume as Blanche sat down for her monthly dinner at her parents’ home. The oversized chandelier bathed the dining room in almost blinding light, and the black marble inserts in the redwood dining table shimmered with … Continue reading Passing Through
