It has been widely requested--well, maybe not so widely--that a short description of the Storyteller be included here.

And so here goes:

-- he is ‘somewhat’ old, but only when years are added up;

-- he is still as excited and thrilled by all earth's creatures as he was when he was a child;

--he does everything his wife Theresa wants him to do--at least usually, well, maybe not least, sometimes, unless it takes him away from Squirrel Hill for too long; and

-- he hopes to write these stories for reading to children for as long as he can remember how charming raccoons are and where he can find a pink dog.

Questions, from children young or old, can be left on this website at Contact Us.



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by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said, “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert…Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart they fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing besides remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

— 11 January, 1818