I’ve moved the link to Morning Thoughts to my home page, but you’ll have to search for the access point. I’m having a little fun with the experiment.

This is a post as if you couldn’t tell.

Opening Paragraphs from my books:

Iniquities of the Fathers: A Story of Illusions and Deceptions:

A week before Levi Robert Reising’s 10th birthday in 1946, his father’s yellow and blue Waco biplane was shot down by a Canadian Mountie sharpshooter just above the North Dakota, Saskatchewan border.

Echoes of Nam:

On Hacker Lee Goor’s 30th birthday, November 11, 1968, a Viet Cong or North Vietnamese Army explosive ended his second Vietnam tour just before he’d go officially short. It wasn’t his first experience with high explosive ordinance. Nine months earlier, on TET (Tết Nguyên Đán, the Vietnamese new year) + 4, February 4, 1968, he got his second wound in an ambush at Dak Bla Bridge in the Central highlands. It took nearly 50 years for him to discover why one of the men with whom he came under fire at the bridge didn’t remember him. Neither did the man he knew as Brandon Taylor Wosk remember the Dak Bla incident when he and Goor ate at missions and shared doorways or makeshift shelters on the streets of Portland, Oregon.

Nescient Decoy:

I’m Jason Carter Finn. I never thought I’d end up feeling like I was watching myself in one of my grandfather’s generation black and white movies, but that’s how I felt during much of 2016 and 2017. What I discovered in the late summer of 2017 triggered my memory of the first Saturday of the 2000 water-fowl hunting season south of Jordan Valley in Malheur County, Oregon.

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