Here’s a story inspired by seeing a vintage Hulk pinball machine during an annual camping trip with my family. I'd have run off to play alone, and make up, page-by-page, a comic book. I think the story works fine without a massive back knowledge of Marvel, and will present it to some people with no hint about the dual identity of the protagonist, who's introduced, in the fashion of the popular CBS TV show from 1977-1982, as a brilliant man, living anonymously and seeking peace, while harboring one big, green response to self-doubt. I love the plot, now that I see the poetry in the antagonist's plan. I would've loved this story as a kid, and that's the kid I'm focusing on this week. The plot? The first third is based on: Page one and two are set on a bridge, leaving a park for a hillside trail to a brilliant mountain peak, not too far above. They speak as they ascend the first of the trail up. A man with a certain maniacal glee in his eyes leads ...