Have you ever seen your brother's face on a milk carton?
I have and it isn't funny. For three and a half years he
has been missing. By now he would have been a junior
at State. Back then he was in his last year at the high
school I attend and he was working on his science project.
You have looked in at the right time. I found this plastic
disk much smaller than a hockey puck and much larger than
a watch-face in my attic. See this plain metal slug on the back?
It happens to be magnetized, something that I discovered when it
stuck to my belt buckle after I found it near this small cigar box
housing my brother's science project-- are you ready for this?---
which he said was a rough working model of a time machine
that he had built, he explained to me, out of computer-chip
circuitry designed to retrieve lost data!
Now I am trying to retrieve my lost brother after these last few
years without him and everyone thinks I am crazy. At brother
they never laughed. Everyone recognized that he was brilliant.
Me no cigar.
But look at this semi-circle on the side of the cigar box. It
has an "H" where twelve o'clock should be; an "N" where
three o'clock should be; a "Y" where the 9 should be. Next to
each of my brother's scribbled letters is a grommet connected
to the inside. I place the plastic disk in the center of the semi-circle.
See this little arrow on the disk painted out of typewriter white-out?
I rotate the arrow from the H to the N and-- now to the Y--
Awesome! Beyond awesome! Denzel, this is-- this is
my brother Albert-- as in Einstein!
"Glad to meet you, Denzel. Glad to be back. I thought
no one was ever going to find that little puck and stumble
on how to use it."
"Albert, what do the letters stand for?"
"Here, Near and Yonder. I was stuck in Yonder, three
years from Here and nowhere close to Near. Am I
glad to be back Here!"
"Things are that bad in the future?"
"Worse, guys. People do not get along at all and they
have given up trying."
"That's so sad. Is there anything we can get you before
I call Mom and Dad?"
"You can get me a Coke and you can hide this cigar
box where nobody, not even my smart younger brother,
will remember to find it."
"Yes, Mr. Einstein. Theory of family relativity, Denzel:
Genius brother; challenged brother."