"THE general is dead!" These words shocked the Veterans Memorial Hospital that early morning. While the news spread like wildfire, the past days came into focus nine and a half months in Ward 14 where I worked as a night ...

ON a worn-oat rattan chair sits a paralytic. The late afternoon sun falls on his face, revealing an unusually high forehead, rounded cheekbones, and eyes with a distinctively plaintive expression. His collar-button is ...