Short Stories
Buzzards Beware Before Dining On Me
Fun fact of the day: Just before heading to the gym, I decided to Google the drug, Ketoprofen, the anti-inflammatory my doctor prescribed for me yesterday. Among other details, here is the most interesting thing I learned: Recent studies have found ketoprofen is a veterinary drug causing lethal effects in red-headed vultures. (Not blondes or […]
Trap Door To The Booby Hatch: Part I – From the Medical Archives of Don Kenton Henry . . .
I was digging through an old footlocker I have carted around since a stint in military school my junior year of high school when I came across my scrap book from those prep school days. In it I found an copy of myself making the cover of Psychology Today. Seems I’m published after all. Well . […]
Trap Door to the Booby Hatch: Part II
TRAP DOOR TO THE BOOBY HATCH Part II By Don Kenton Henry Dr. Petrosky reached under his desk and a buzzer sounded in the hallway outside the door. Almost simultaneously, the door opened. A very large man, no–that’s not true. It was a cave bear–in a white lab coat–that entered the room! I am not […]
History Trumps A Royal Flush
HISTORY TRUMPS A ROYAL FLUSH “The best woman I ever had, I won in a card game. Not in New Orleans, Vegas or some other “City of Sin”, but in Dayton, Ohio. My prize was an even less likely result given I had not played poker since the sixth grade.” By Don Kenton Henry The […]
Tragekitty
TRAGEKITTY “A classic case of trag-i-dip-i-ty: the occurrence and development of events by chance with tragic or CATastrophic consequences.” By Don Kenton Henry It is rare two seemingly unrelated incidents in time come together at precisely the same place such that the lives of all involved – or in this case the lives–and–death of one […]
A Midsummer’s Wet Dream
A MIDSUMMER’S WET DREAM By Don Kenton Henry Herman Raucher said, “In everyone’s life there is a summer of ’42”. Mine came twenty-seven years later in 1969. I cannot say without a doubt she was the most beautiful girl in the world. There may have been somewhere a girl with form as shapely; with hair […]
Another Campground Tale
by Don Kenton Henry Herein lies another short story. This one is an excerpt from “The Day Jack Benny Died.” It is told through the eyes of my yet-to-be-born grandson on the occasion of and the events preceding my funeral. ANOTHER CAMPGROUND TALE Who would have thought we’d be burying that man a week later. […]
The Truth About Being A Daughter
(This is my father’s day gift from my daughter, Jessie Remington Henry. I sat in a hotel restaurant yesterday crying in my eggs as I read this on my smartphone . . . more than a thousand long miles from her. If you read it, perhaps it will make you feel better about the resilience […]
