Randy Anderson

Randy Anderson

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Very Close

“DID YOU LOSE ANYTHING?”

“NO, WHY?

“YOU JUST RAN AROUND THE INTAKE!”

The impact of what I had just done hit me a couple minutes later, bringing me to my knees.


The sun was just setting and we were getting ready for the 1830 launch. The flight deck was a buzz with activity. Pilots were doing there preflight checks and ground crews were buttoning up the aircraft and getting them ready for the laun...

A Day At The Market

Being on the waterfront there is always the smell of fish in varying stages of decay. However, it seemed like the further I walked the stronger the smell became. I most be getting close to the market.


It was a warm early summer day, temperature in the high 80’s and the humidity was high enough to sweat the balls off a pool table. My dad always said that I had a poor grade of skin because it leaks...

Playtime

I felt my way along the wall until I reached the door. I carefully opened it, turned right and slowly headed up the stairs. I needed to get to the back of the closet in the room down the hall. I knew they would be starting their search soon.


I finally reached my destination, located the laundry shoot and climbed in. It was a bit of a tight squeeze. I guess I filled out a little since I used to pl...

Have We Met Before?

“Do you do this often?” I ask.

“Shut up, I dont’t have time for this.

“I mean, You have already said that you are going to kill me. I just want to know a little bit about you.”

“I said shut up. By the way, seem awfully calm for somebody who is about to die.”

“Death is nothing to be afraid of. I know many people are, but I am not one of them.”

“And why is that?”

“Why should I fear something that I ...