Issue 234 | The Sun Magazine

June 1995

Readers Write

Standing Tall

A first-time voter, a calm mother, a girl who wouldn’t be bullied

By Our Readers


This republic was not established by cowards, and cowards will not preserve it.

Elmer Davis

The Sun Interview

On Racism And Nonviolence

An Interview With Arun Gandhi

Peace without nonviolence is impractical. Some people think, if there is no war, we have peace. But, in effect, no society is at peace at the moment. In the United States, there is street violence. This is not peace at all. No country has ever made an attempt to achieve a thoroughly peaceful society.

By Kevin O’Kelly
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

The Stranger

He continued riding down the hill in front of my house, wobbled a bit, then lost his balance and fell head first over the handlebars onto the asphalt, the bike toppling and twisting behind him.

By Jake Gaskins
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Daughters Lost

It is difficult to convey the horror of losing your children like this. I found it hard to sleep, to concentrate. Every night I had beautiful dreams in which my children were young and loving, and every morning I woke up to a reality more like a nightmare.

By Mark Pendergrast
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Leaving The Reservation

Hannah Two Shoes was six feet tall and all bones except for the hard, high bulge of her pregnant stomach. Her thin, black hair was pulled back from her forehead in a skimpy braid, and she wore black-rimmed men’s glasses.

By Alison Luterman


It was bear shit, suddenly familiar and evocative. A pile lay steaming on the doorstep of a boarded-up hotel. I felt hot iron in my legs and pretended to fumble for something in my pocket as I crouched in the doorway and inhaled deeply.

By Janine Claire Blaeloch

Annie’s Hair

As she sat up, Annie kicked at a pile of hair near her feet. The hair screamed and begged for mercy. She told it to shut up or the broom was going to get it. After that the hair was quiet.

By Diana Maria Castro