Category Archives: chronological pk

pk stories organized by pk’s age at the time of the story

SNAFU at Wrede’s Wildlife

Recreating (and advancing) pk’s censored domains: Macroinformation.org & Knatz.com / Personal / Stories / pk by Age / Aging / 1990, @ K.since 1995 Home page since 1995, I’ve told a ton; so it’s just a crime how many important … Continue reading

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New York, New York

Recreating (and advancing) pk’s censored domains: Macroinformation.org & Knatz.com / Personal / Stories / pk by Age / Art Publisher / @ K. 2008 08 24 Coming Home Starting PK Fine Arts. Ltd around the summer of 1974 I was … Continue reading

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Skateboard Showoff

Recreating (and advancing) pk’s censored domains: Macroinformation.org & Knatz.com / Personal / Stories / pk by Age / Pre-Draft Limbo / @ K. 2002 11 07 Early Mid-’60s Again: I graduated. I skulked around waiting to be drafted. I met … Continue reading

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Old Flirt

Recreating (and advancing) pk’s censored domains: Macroinformation.org & Knatz.com / Personal / Stories / pk by Age / Aging / @ K. 2005 09 06 Have I not yet mentioned my practice, commenced about age fifty, of blatant, out-loud flirting … Continue reading

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Mainely Dark

/ Teaching Years / 1967, July, my son got born. He and Hilary remained in Manhattan while I moved our furniture up to Waterville ME where I was to teach starting with the fall semester. I’d rented a little house, … Continue reading

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Rockland Catatonic

/ College / My freshman friend David Levy introduced me to all sorts of oddities. Maybe I should post a list of such. But first let me tell this one story: of going to a dance at Sarah Lawrence, riding … Continue reading

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Subway Bouquet

/ Stories / By Age / Draft Limbo / The army drafted me through Whitehall Street Recruiting Station, way downtown, south of Wall Street, by the Staten Island Ferry. The army had no barracks for such personnel, neither did they … Continue reading

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