The monk who never was...

For those inclined to mysteries I offer the following.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Barb Galbincea, Reporter

Cleveland Plain Dealer Do you know this man?

He grew up on Cleveland's East Side in the 1920s, had a mother named Essie, a succession of stepfathers and a little white dog called Skippy.

He went to Central High School, dropping out after 11th grade, loved strawberry ice cream, was a part-time dish washer at a res taurant that ca tered to truckers and played the harmonica. He saw Satchel Paige pitch and heard Count Ba sie at the Palace Theatre.

For a time, his home was a downtown park ing lot.

Today, he's an aging Orthodox monk, unable to get ongoing medical coverage because he can't prove his identity.

He is a man seemingly without a past, but with a squad of amateur sleuths searching for clues on his behalf.

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