That is the long-range goal.
I
call it a “Death March” because no man my age should be lugging around that
much “stuff.” I don’t know what to think with memories like Pam Blum offering
to pay for cabs to the “Sleep Around” church—shelters. There was also an e-mail
that said, “I want you to stay in California.” Had I, more luminaries would
have been encountered. Maybe there was a contract signed in 2013 instead of a
Swiss woman paying my train fare and a cab ride to my old job site on Arsenal. No
mental health job five years later? Why not ask the Shrewsbury cops if I am
“Bipolar?” They don’t think so, I am sure.
Physical
stress, psychological stress, and I’m not at the “Hanoi Hilton,” I’m in Ladue,
MO. Again an old document reminded me of Charlie’s mysteries. Remember the
“Pueblo” spy ship that was captured? Charles played some role in getting them
back! I don’t think LBJ was playing “mind games” like nobody really wanted his
advice. Keep in mind there was a Tom Hughes meeting with the president
concurrently. “Old news” said the media in 2008, and this is still how they
think, but Gentry Trotter’s face was on TV recently. Remember him?
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