Any society that will kill their children will murder their parents!

Saturday morning came early, the sky was deep blue, and the puffy clouds in the distant west were illuminated bright white by the newborn sun. Number Three was running three hours late, so I waited edgily for Terry’s arrival as I sat in the car in the station parking lot. A few cigarettes and a couple of cokes later, a head light appeared from around the curve at the East end of the San Bernardino inter-modal facility. The passenger train emerged from behind the flashing ditch lights, and the st… Continue