It was very early in the morning as the sun was beginning to creep up over the San Diego skyline that spring of 1983. It was the culmination of many months of planning and dreaming. It was, at last, here! As the car drew up to the curb outside Lindberg Field I looked at Diane […]
As the sun continues to rise on the battleground our ears are confronted with the chaos and confusing noise coming from just the other side of the stream in the tall grass.
His mind wandered as he looked out the window. He wasn’t at all certain what had really taken place and most certainly he didn’t have any idea what the outcome would be. As the coast of Spain slowly slipped past the wing of the 747 into the darkness his eyes turned to the slowly sinking red ball […]
He slowly walked down the narrow strip between all the little shops, each one seemingly identical to the other with only the vendor providing some semblance of variety. The heat was oppressive and he was pressed on all sides by a sea of humanity. It seemed as though everybody was trying to get someplace else […]
As consciousness slowly made its way past my restless hiding place toward the inevitable realization of another encounter with him I struggled to regain the strength that had somehow slipped away in the darkness of the night. It always seems to happen this way, his lurking in the pre-dawn darkness with that insidious smile on […]