The Sound of The Setting Sun

The old man took a deep breath of the evening air. The sun had not quite set but the woods were beginning to come alive with night sounds. He sat near a small fire and looked out over the lake.…

The old man took a deep breath of the evening air. The sun had not quite set but the woods were beginning to come alive with night sounds. He sat near a small fire and looked out over the lake.…

Hand in hand, they walked down the beach into the dark. The lights from the hotel and the reggae band fading. He took off his sweater and put it down so she wouldn’t get sand up her skirt. They’d just…

It’d been a long flight from Russia and Peter was walking around like a zombie. He passed through the maze that was the old Pan Am terminal into another, even older terminal. After passing several waiting areas he found what…

After my grandfather retired he would always point to two things he was proud of; The Verrazano Narrows Bridge and the Twin Towers. He was a shop steward in the electrical union and his guys had done the work on…

“My parents said you’re not allowed in my house anymore”. I looked at Robert “What did I ever do to them?” “They said you’re a trouble maker and a bad influence”. Well, they weren’t wrong. I looked around, half the…

I had been upgraded to 1st Class on a business trip to Memphis. It was one of those last flight of the night deals when everyone is in a mellow state; passengers, crew, gate agents. The plane was full save…

We are living an illusion. We see the road ahead and we see the ground beneath and imagine, that it is firm and that it goes on forever. But the horizon is a funhouse mirror and the ground is a…

I was sitting in the First Class Lounge watching the carnage at the bar. One by one men, traveling by themselves, approached the blonde at the end of the bar and one by one they went down in flames. She…

A trail winding through farms, mansions, city Living along it is hip Drink an expensive beer Ride a little more Rinse and repeat But I see ghosts Ghosts of fantastic machines bright with fire Ghosts with dreams of misty lakes…

Like all shared adventures the story morphs over time. The only constant was there was indeed a bear. Every time Jack, Anna and I get together we remember it differently. But no one questions the details because we are usually…