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From Camelot to Kokomo
From Camelot to Kokomo (November 1963 – November 2013) By Don Kenton Henry Fifty years ago tomorrow I was a student in Miss Fishberg’s fourth grade class in Kokomo, Indiana. I was in the last row, next to the wall, just beneath the school intercom speaker. I sat transfixed on it as it squelched, […]
Princess Xanax And The Ride To Kalispell . . . (the road goes on)
By Don Kenton Henry (From A Phobia of Walls) “Throw your leg over, Princess Xanax and get on this steel horse behind me. I promise by the time we hit the Bitterroot Range–three days from here–you’ll throw all those pills–in that thing you call a purse–in the Flathead River and never look back. Let the trout […]
Princess Xanax And The Ride To Kalispell
By Don Kenton Henry “Throw your leg over, Princess Xanax and get on this steel horse behind me. I promise by the time we hit the Bitterroot Range–three days from here–you’ll throw all those pills–in that thing you call a purse–in the Flathead River and never look back. Let the trout get high. You’re through swimmin’ upstream. […]
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 […]
