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Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

- William Blake

Road Tripping Toward World Peace: Interlude I

  [Click on BLUE links for sources and information]   Railway Travel. A journey in a railway train makes me sentimental. If I enter the compartment a robust-minded, cheerful youth, fresh and whistling from a walk by the sea, yet, as soon as I am settled down in one...

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Road Tripping Toward World Peace: Part I—for Anthony Bourdain

  [Click on BLUE links for sources and information]   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=11GYvfYjyV0     Reports that say that something hasn’t happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns; there are things we know we know.  We also...

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Short Fiction – “F” by Mitchell Zucker

  [Mitchell Zucker has several short stories on this site.  This one is a Think In The Morning favorite.]   Dr. Richard Mann, in a suit and tie, carrying an attaché case, pushes his way through the five o’clock Madison Avenue rush, followed by his cameraman Mike...

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Summertime

    It has been said that bad things come in threes.  It’s an old wives tale thoroughly debunked by the mathematician John Allen Paulos, but you’ll never get the conspiracy theorists to disbelieve it especially in the current political atmosphere. I can understand the...

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Short Fiction – Tag Along (for Anthony Bourdain)

  I wrote this story some time ago.  I did not know it then but Anthony Bourdain must have been my inspiration.  He brought out the voyeur in all of us, in a good way.  He taught us about food, life, and humanity.  Anyone who knows his work will have a piece of...

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The Kid Who Loved His Grandparents So Much by Carter Jones

Carter Jones is nine years old.  This is his first story.   Once there was a boy, a young boy, who lived with his family in a big valley.  He loved his family but he forgot how much they loved him.  He wanted to run away and live with his grandparents.  He was afraid...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Ending

Travelling to Oaxaca is a short story in five parts.  The earlier parts can be found here: Part I Part II Part III Part IV   The world is beautiful and outside there is no salvation. Albert Camus   At my age I have to avoid repeating myself.  I think I told you about...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part IV

  Read PART I and PART 2 and Part 3   Here we go round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go round the prickly pear At five o'clock in the morning.   If I could start over, I’d do just the same.  I am, after all, who I am and not in a position to...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part III

Read  PART I  and  PART 2   ¡Dios mío, Dios mío!, ¿por qué me has abandonado? [My God, my God, Why hast Thou forsaken me?]   “Hello Mr. Jeffrey Farmer.” There she was, irresistible smile, shiny black straight hair hanging over the strap of her Xochitl shoulder bag.  I...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part II

  Read Part I HERE   The voice of honest indignation is the voice of God.   Suddenly, I found myself surrounded by people I did not know.  The room was no different than any room in middle class America, white walls with a few framed prints, sparsely furnished.  It...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca

  In northern Mexico they work.  In central Mexico they think.  In southern Mexico they rest.   She was travelling to Oaxaca for her two-year old goddaughter's birthday.  Chocolate cupcakes and a wrapped present were in the carry on.  Her eyes laughed as the words...

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