There's More: A Novella of Life and Afterlife
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Relief pitcher Jack Thorne stares at his catcher’s target. His single focus is to get this batter out. If he does, a coveted World Series ring will be his. But the Universe
has a different plan for this Catholic priest-turned-ballplayer. There’s More is a creative imagining of the ultimate human mysteries—death and Afterlife. This gripping story challenges readers to expand their existing concepts and consider broader cosmic possibilities in answer to the universal question, “What’s next?”
A bat. A ball. A swing. A bullet. A death. A guide. A life.
A bat—black-varnished, rays of setting sun splintering north, south, east, west, until tension-stilled, at the ready
A ball—virginal white, never pitched, nor struck; rocketing from hurler’s hand
A swing—fluid, potent contact, ball arrowing moundward
A bullet—fired in revenge, racing ball to target
A death.—accident? murder? projectiles: dual protagonists in this drama; the pitcher falls, forehead concaved, a blackening hole deep at crater ’s base
A guide—sent to assist at this unexpected crossing-over
A life—“There’s more . . . ”
Alfred J. Garrotto
I was born in Santa Monica, California, USA, and now live and write in the San Francisco Bay Area. I am the author of thirteen books, including seven novels and two children's books. My most recent work of fiction is There's More . . . : A Novella of Life and Afterlife. My most recent nonfiction work is The Soul of Art, in which I explore the spirituality of creativity and the arts in all forms.
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There's More - Alfred J. Garrotto
There’s More…
A Novella of Life and Afterlife
by
Alfred J. Garrotto
There’s More…
A Novella of Life and Afterlife
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Table of Contents
Author Note
The Doctor is In
‘Life’ After ‘life’
Welcome
The Whereless Where
I Need You, Charles
9 – 1 – 1
Who Am I?
An Uneasy Introduction
Untimely Ripped
Reaching Out
Outside In
Spring Break
A Priest Forever?
White Ball in Left Pocket
A Tragic Confession
Happy New Year
Death Up Close
A Case of PTSD
Another John
Why a Priest?
Poster Boy Jesus
A Final Goodbye
In the Sem
Fair or Foul?
Palms Pressed to Glass
A Special Project
Let the Games Begin
Making the Cut
A Sacrificial Pyre
Down the Mountain
Broken Hearts
An Empty Chalice
Not Yet
My Life for You
Grand Entrance
The Doctor is Still In
About the Author
Also by Alfred J. Garrotto
To Father Brian T. Joyce
My Pastor
My Boss
My Friend
At every funeral and memorial service Fr. Brian conducts, he places his hand on the casket or gestures toward the urn containing the deceased’s cremains and says to those assembled, This is not the end. There’s more…. There’s more.
Hence the inspiration for the title of this novella.
In Memory of
Father John B. Thom
(1933 -1965)
Priest
Pitcher
My Friend
On July 23, 1965, a deranged woman entered the chancery office of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Los Angeles. Father Thom escorted her to an office where she shot him twice, killing him. He was not her originally intended target. He just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
John was an outstanding high school pitcher, who might have gone on to a career in professional baseball. During his years in the seminary, he maintained a solitary regimen of keeping his arm in game-ready shape. I always wanted to dedicate one of my books to him. It appears that John wanted more, because he took over this book and became my inspiration for the main character, Fr. Jack Thorne. The story itself is pure fiction.
Acknowledgments
The primary author’s name appears on the cover of this book, but it takes a community to bring a project like this to completion.
I am blessed to have the understanding and support of my wife Esther. She was an early draft reader of this story, offering trusted input and suggestions. Another early reader was my good friend James Gallagher. He too offered valuable input. Special thanks go to Christine Hemje for her generous technical assistance and advice, during earlier incarnations of this story. Chris’s knowledge of law enforcement and firearms was of great value. Although the final version of this story took a dramatic shift from its earlier imaginings, Chris has continued her encouragement and support of my work. I am also grateful to Erica Ross-Krieger for her input to an early draft of the book.
I will also be forever grateful to the great master of fiction, Victor Hugo. In authoring Les Miserables, he gave life to Bishop Charles Francois Myriel, the current story’s narrator. Hugo also created one of world literature’s greatest protagonists, John Valjean. Both Myriel and Valjean have inspired my recent writing.
Author Note
What happens at the instant of a human being’s death? I have no idea whatsoever. This isn’t science, it’s mystery. I offer this work of fiction as my contribution to the ongoing What’s next?
discussion. This dialog has gained momentum over the past decade. Evidence of our universal curiosity is the consistent appearance of dramatic near-death accounts on national bestseller lists.
The novella you are about to read is not a near-death story. The main character, John Thorne, does die. Employing a fiction writer’s license, I have created my own set of possibilities. I offer this tale for your entertainment and enjoyment, not to sway your convictions about what are called the last things.
Even if you disagree with my imagined scenarios, I will consider my efforts successful, if you can say, That was a good story. It made me think.
It is difficult, exceedingly difficult for the soul
to tear itself away from its homeland,
from the mountains and seas,
the beloved people, the poor little beloved house.
The soul is an octopus and all these are its tentacles.
Nikos Kazantsakis, Report to Greco
The Doctor is In
So, this is what the new guy gets?
Orthopedic surgeon Dr. William Everett—Billy to family and friends—stepped into a ten-by-twelve glassed-in enclosure, his new office. It wasn’t hard to imagine the round robin of space rotations that resulted in his assignment to this new-doctor-on-staff accommodation. He surveyed its sparse contents. A desk. Behind it a black imitation leather chair, armed and rollered. Two padded chairs in front for patients or visitors. A generic metal filing cabinet. Four drawers. Whoopee! A single seven-foot pressed wood bookcase with four shelves, not including the top, so five shelves in all, each three feet in width, totaling fifteen feet. Enough, perhaps, to hold his essential library, not much more. As for open wall space, barely enough to mount his framed degrees and board certifications, including a Subspecialty Certificate in Orthopedic Sports Medicine
On the desk, a greeting card—no envelope—leaned on a bouquet of white carnations in a clear glass vase. On the outside cover someone had pasted a color photo of the open area outside his door, a busy surgery ward station with nurses and orderlies racing in all directions. Obviously posed for the occasion. Inside, penned in block letters, WELCOME TO OUR MADHOUSE! When he turned in the direction of the staged scene, all staff on duty awaited his reaction. He flashed an appreciative smile, waved, and mouthed, Thank you.
I think I’m going to like it here. ‘Here’ being South Florida’s Raymond Hardy Jr. Memorial Hospital.
The new surgeon’s specialty? Ulnar collateral ligament reconstruction, known to the layman as Tommy John surgery, after the L.A. Dodgers pitcher who first underwent the procedure in 1974. Dr. Frank Jobe performed that medical miracle, which made him Billy’s model and all-time hero. A former major leaguer himself, Hardy’s new surgeon had been responsible for numerous recoveries by pitchers, whose lucrative careers UCL operations had prolonged.
He was grateful to find no leftover stuff from the office’s previous occupant. Jeremy Matthews had died in his sleep a little over a month ago at the young age of 45, with a full schedule of famous patients awaiting his surgical wizardry. Nearing his own forty-fourth birthday, Billy hoped to live longer—much longer—than his predecessor. As luck would have it, or not, depending on whose point of view one chose, Dr. Matthews’s death opened a coveted opportunity that the new doctor had taken advantage of.
He opened the top drawer of the filing cabinet. Empty. Good. The second and third drawers had also been cleaned out. Was it worth checking the bottom drawer? Might as well. Not empty. Nestled face up in the otherwise vacant space, a sheaf of loose pages handwritten… in French… bound with a vermillion silk ribbon tied in a neat bow. A manuscript? The doctor’s unfinished grand opus? A medical treatise? His memoir? Not in a foreign language, certainly. Also unlikely in light of his age and the suddenness of his death. Billy removed the package intending, once he had examined the contents, to track down the doctor’s widow, if he had one. Failing that, the next of kin. He set the pages on the desktop. Slipping open the knot, he read the title page. The words dissolved under his gaze, only to reappear… in English!
What the—?
He flipped through the first twenty or so pages. Each one did the same.
Moving to the windows on the station side, Billy closed the blinds and turned on the overhead fluorescent lights. He unplugged the desk phone and silenced both mobile and pager. Whatever he had planned for the rest of that first day of work receded in priority.
‘Life’ After ‘life’
by
Charles Francois Myriel
Bishop of Digne
Welcome
It pleases me, Dr. Everett, that you have discovered this monograph. In life, I wrote a great deal, but never published my work. On rare occasions in Afterlife, I have chronicled significant events and received permission from the Word, who is the source of all words, to put the story of a special life into human language. The aim is to share it with one still living on planet Earth, someone in need of spiritual healing. I then place my manuscript under a pile of papers on the person’s desk or a rarely visited bookshelf (in your case, at the bottom of an empty filing cabinet).
I am specific in my choice of reader. I seek out that thoughtful soul given to pondering the deeper meaning of existence, whose imagination is capable of soaring beyond the beyond.
In doing so, I encourage that person to sublimate any lingering pain and convert its energy into making a positive difference in the world. My earnest desire is that, having stumbled upon my unexpected gift, the hurting one will be curious enough to begin reading. And once hooked, read on to the end.
My only condition in entrusting these pages to you is that they are for your eyes only. Receive this unexpected find as my personal offering to you, freely rendered with no other expectation of action or change on your part. My reward is the treasure of your valuable and generous time. Whatever else may result will be your gift to yourself.
I expect you will be surprised to find, as you progress through these pages, that my story is indeed your story. It cannot be otherwise, since you played a significant role in the drama you are about to review. These pages chronicle the life of a man you once knew, not well, but one whom you will immediately recognize. I assure you that I have my subject’s permission to share certain intimate details of his life. Otherwise, this manuscript would have remained unwritten. In that sense, I am but an intermediary. What you are about to read are his words to you, far more than my own.
*
Some background for the sake of orientation. My life on planet Earth was one of service to the indigent poor of parishes I pastored—and later shepherded as bishop of the Diocese of Digne, in Southern France. Since my death, the Lord of Galaxies has invited me on occasion to return to my native planet or to another of the twirling masses inhabited by intelligent life. I am not alone in this ministry, of course. I am but one of countless guides required on any given day to accompany those who pass away and endure the trauma of transition to Afterlife.
In the nearly two hundred years since my passing from life to Life, I have visited every habitable place. My mission on these journeys is to serve as companion to the newly expired. The experience of dying is unique to each one, of course. I do my best to offer a calming presence to buffer the shock of leave-taking, not just from the mortal body but from all that is familiar—especially from loved ones. This fate will someday be yours. I promise that you, too, will transition in the company of a loving and experienced companion.
Now, let’s begin.
The Whereless Where
Return with me now, to the beginning of the twenty-first century A.D. Forgive me for not yielding to the in-vogue Common Era or C.E., as you now divide the arbitrary and inaccurate ‘halves’ of human history. Let me take you to a place far removed from my lovely region of Provence. Before experiencing Afterlife, I called that area of Southern France, heaven on earth.
Follow me even farther to the outer universes, strewn in a seemingly haphazard way beyond your Milky Way, to the whereless where in which I now ply my timeless existence. By comparison, the beauty of Provence is that of a single snowflake on Earth’s northern icecap. Exploding sunsets over South Sea Islands pale to nothingness compared to the ever-changing vision of the Benevolent Force—source of all that was, is now, and ever shall be. During my lifetime, I called this Being… God, Lord, Christ, Holy Spirit, Yahweh, Allah. I have since discovered the pitiful inadequacy of such human-crafted terms and descriptions of divinity. Indeed, my own version of Deity turned out to be quite inadequate, in fact an embarrassment for a man of the cloth—a bishop, to boot.
One might think that, by now, I should be accustomed to untimely death. In truth, I have yet to reach that foreign place of tranquil acceptance. To stand before another so "untimely