This is a book of stories. None of them are true. Nothing in them happened and none of the people are real, but the stories are all fruits of the life I have led so far. Some of the stories are sad, some are funny, some are angry, some are moving and several of them are just plain weird. This book contains all of the prose fiction I wrote to up to around mid 2015 that I wish to preserve thus. I am currently writing new stories for volume two that I hope to finish before 2018 is over. Until then, there are these works, written over several decades as I changed from a young man into a middle aged one.