Barry S. Jandebeur
Fiction
When a 67 year old man finds himself dumped in the northern Maine woods like discarded trash, but otherwise not hurt, he has no idea how he got there, who he is or what was done to him. Not knowing his name he calls himself Jonathan. Mindful that whoever did this to him may return, he begins a cautious journey to discover himself. A series of connected encounters with others provide his well-being and the eventual path that reveals not only who he is, but much more.