Issue 231 | The Sun Magazine

March 1995

Readers Write


An aroused Ferris-wheel operator, a guest with a penchant for eavesdropping, a mother with a botched suicide attempt

By Our Readers
Sy Safransky's Notebook

March 1995

Just A Moment

The past rushes into the room, breathless, dressed in something outrageous she just threw together.

By Sy Safransky


Spirituality is not a course in literature.

Stewart Brinton

The Sun Interview

Higher Learning

Kenneth And Gloria Wapnick On A Course In Miracles

Fundamentally, the Course says that only spirit is real, and there’s nothing else. It also says that God is not involved in the world of matter. It says the proper role of Jesus, or the Holy Spirit, is not to solve problems for you, but to be a loving presence in your mind that reminds you not to accept the world of time and matter as real.

By D. Patrick Miller
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

If The World Were A Village Of 1,000 People

If the world were a village of 1,000 people, it would include: 584 Asians; 124 Africans; 95 eastern and western Europeans; 84 Latin Americans; 55 former Soviets (including Lithuanians, Latvians, Estonians, and other national groups); 52 North Americans; 6 Australians and New Zealanders.

By Donella H. Meadows
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Interview With The Witch Doctor

Nestled among a thousand acres of banana trees in the foothills of Mount Kilimanjaro, the Lutheran compound is a haven of modern conveniences. But in the surrounding village the people remain steeped in tradition and still rely on witch doctors to solve problems.

By Stephen Ausherman
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories


In the summer of 1958, the summer before I started kindergarten, my family — my mother; my father; my sister, Marie; my mother’s mother; and I — took its first and last family vacation.

By Joseph Bathanti
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Day Of Rest

This July Sunday is hotter than any I have ever felt in Wyoming. It has been dry for weeks. The sun hangs limply in the sky, but for all its limpness, it blazes. The clouds are thin and high. The temperature is over a hundred.

By David Romtvedt

Speaking In Tongues

And when the morning had come, sure enough, there was the Holy Spirit, less like a poltergeist and more like a cat, perched on a comforter on the old steamer trunk at the end of the bed.

By Carson Reed

On Earth As It Is In Heaven

I knew I was in trouble. It was the way Mama looked at me from across the dining-room table, like I had wandered off and left her, even though I was sitting right there.

By V. Diane WoodBrown