Wednesday, October 19, 2011

El Camino: Borderland States



{March 17th 1988 (Daniel is 19)}

My hands ache warming up. 
Angela drives determined.
I turn on “Wyoming Radio”.  All I hear is crop projections, sales of Mrs. Augers junk, and an occasional cowboy crooner.   Then I hear “Today, a Colombian Boeing 727, crashed into the side of mountain, killing 143 passengers.  There were no survivors.”  
What were there fleeting thoughts?(48:365)

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