After judging the reactions of a few people who I’ve let read this, they seem to feel it is pretty heavy story. They also seem to infuse the story with their own views which results in a lot of sad…
My Accident- Part 6; The end of the first day
While she attended to me, my friends went in search for help. Somehow, A person with a cell phone (possibly a time traveler) was able to call for help. Both the Coast Guard and the local hospital were alerted. It…
My Accident- Part 5; The rescue
I knew that my friends had seen me dive and the water was way too cold for me to be playing games with them. I concentrated on saving energy and not opening my mouth. After less than a minute, my…
My Accident- Part 4; Diving into the future
I then convinced our group to go down the beach to a rock that was no more than 20 to 30 meters out into the water. I had swam there since elementary school. One side of the rock had a…
My Accident- Part 3; The Beach!
When I got home, I ate a quick lunch. It was probably something equivalent of a box of Kraft macaroni, cookies and two or three pieces of fruit. I then left in my parents 1987 Toyota Camry (which I never…
My Accident- Part 2; a great morning!
May 30, 1999, was the day that changed my life. I was an 18-year-old who enjoyed outdoor sports, was a procrastinator and an honors student. I wasn’t the smartest nor nearly the dumbest of my class. At 6 foot one,…
My Accident -Part 1: Prologue
Today marks my anniversary. It is the Sunday before Memorial Day. Eighteen years ago I was an 18-year-old who was about to break his neck. Tying it to a day of the week and a holiday makes it feel closer…
The 2015 Baltimore Riots- Part 6; Morning
Lady Baltimore awoke, She looked upon her dream of peaceful resistance smashed beyond repair and wept. The Mob, her children, glorious in destruction, their ravenous hunger was now satiated on cheap looted goods and prescription drugs. They saw their mother’s…
The 2015 Baltimore Riots- Part 5; Safe for now
The head of the MARC was sitting in Baltimore station probably to make the call to close the station. He asked me how I planned on getting home. I explained my plight and he put things in action. He called someone’s boss and…
The 2015 Baltimore Riots- Part 4; Panic
6:20 I started heading back home from work. With my nonexistent expertise in all things riotous, at three when it all started I was absolutely sure that it all would be over by the time I would get into the city at…