DRAFTED in middle age - a nightmare

                They found me hiding under the bed in my apartment

    - pathetic coward that I am . It had been five years, but they

    caught me. The scene at  THE TRIAL was right out of KAFKA. But

    still I had my own lawyer, a personal friend. He advised me :

          " You got to grow up sometime ,  Ron. The best way to

    deal with this nightmare is with a spirit of resignation."

           " Yea , but  I still dread  the DRAFT. It's not fair now! "

           " Soon you will have to face that great umpire in the sky.

    And what will you have to say for yourself then ? "

                 In cold cowardly panic I signed on the dotted line.

          Just hours later I found myself in  left field at Dodger

    Stadium. A crack of the bat... a fly ball was coming in my direction.

    I  fell down  in front of the wall - but I caught the ball !

                Then I woke up , still in the Twilight Zone.