Rising Above it All

            After our close encounter at Manly, Paul and I rode in silence.             It’s funny how a brush with disaster can make you sit back and reflect. We crossed from Louisiana…

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*Nearly* Buying the Farm

            I took a long, steady drag off the cigarette. I don’t usually smoke, but this day was an exception. The smoke grated on my throat and I suppressed a cough.…

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Nap-of-the-Earth!!!

            I turned in my seat and looked rearward. Cape Girardeau Regional Airport slowly receded as we gained altitude. The Mississippi River angled away from our direction of flight. Further in…

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