THE RETURN TRIP – Episode 82

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THE RETURN TRIP – Episode 82

“Maybe it’s not a good idea to poke that thing around, not knowing what the result will be?”…

Careful now!

— Energized and ever curious, the two-remaining visitors on Mars press on to the depths of the alien ship. As they near the geometrical center, there is the palpable lets-go-exploring-calvin-and-hobbessensation of power about, much like being yards away from a pulsating 30,000 volt transmission line. The black hair on Sampson’s forearms stand on end and Celeste’s blond-locks react statically.

Sampson surmises that they are nearing the “engine room”, “Judging by its staying power it has to be nuclear or whatever style of atomic fuels they use. Old Karl at GLF would be drooling about now.”

The technology needed for intergalactic travel is beyond Earthly understanding, though they are currently on the right track. The NEWFOUNDLANDER most certainly did not plod along to get to Mars, like Chronicle did, or like the 21st Century New Mayflower is about to.

Brightly coded signs, reading gobbledigook threatening in form, leading them to believe they have found the engineering section with supercharged propulsion onyx-black-001unit/s. Upon gaining entry to the forbidden area, thank you Celeste and your mystically useful black rock, they can only wonder why it is so closely secured.Related image

There are more lifeless Newfoundlian bodies here than the
rest of the ship combined. Gathered in a tight circle, like Uni-Scouts at a Saturday night bonfire, are 10 of the NEWFOUNDLANDER’s crewmen. There is an object/i.e. device in the midst of the fallen bodies, five feet in diameter and eight feet tall. Two corpses are closer than the rest with what looks like tools in their hands, as if repairing something fragile.fork-001

While bending over to relieve one of them of his tool, “Where do you think this goes,” he beckons Celeste to come join him.

Sampson manipulates the tuning fork shaped instrument, twist it at various angle and degrees. He even goes as far as trying to shove it into the middle, where the two cones intersect, in the middle, but the smooth surfaces are not receptive.

“Maybe it’s not a good idea to poke that thing around, not knowing what the resultarrow-down will be?”press_button_receive_bacon

“You have a point; this has more and different juice than the magical-meal machine.”

The “thingy” Sam is handling inadvertently drops to the deck of the engine room from waist level.…..


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THE RETURN TRIP – Episode 77

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…Consciousness comes suddenly for Mars’ most beautiful woman. “How long was I out?” …

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“Celeste!” He rushes to his wife, who drops like a Mars rock onto the unyielding glossy deck, without outward signs or warning.

The image of all those previous occupants, scattered around like they were stunned by a concussion bomb, is not very reassuring. Only now does he pick up on the well-
aged odor of death, “No, not US Cel! Come on baby!”

He is not a doctor but he is the only being, human or otherwise, standing on the Red Planet. It is he who will be checking for a pulse, even with the NASA and United States logos rising and falling across her heaving chest. For one grateful moment, she had not been done in by the same “bug” that had wiped out the previous homeowners.

Her static body slowly begins to writhe, as if awakening from an anesthetic sleep. Sampson leans back, relieved that he did not entice her fate because of his own cavalier lack of caution. She must have fainted, perhaps from the hyper-oxygenated air, yet this is not the first time she has been waylaid by ill winds, the award-001first time coming in Tycho’s airlock.

Consciousness comes suddenly for Mars’ most beautiful woman. “How long was I out?” Has she pinned down the source of her dodgy episodes?

“About 3 Martian Minutes,” he jokes. “You haven’t been your usually steady self lately. Do you have any clues about what is going on, this is starting to scare me?”

Celeste knows enough about her body, an ability that every woman has need of, enough to know that these compounding events are not body-blows or fouled air. Sam’s concern is the outward manifestation of married love, a comfortable yet flattering feeling.

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“Are you Sam the Detective or Samuel McKinney M.D.?”

Sam the Detective

“As a doctor I am a quack, as a detective I am a hack.”

“Well Mister Quack-Hack, I’m going to give both of you a clue: What memorable thing happened on the night of 15 November 2029?”

“In and out of hyper-sleep I guess, about 40 million miles out. Come to think of it, isn’t that when Al the Computer woke us up to tell us that we were passing by some unidentified space probe?”

“Very good,” is her condescending comment to his incomplete recollection, “but what else went on while we were awake?’

“OOOOooooohhh….THAT else! One thing kinda led to another didn’t it?”rated-r

“This is your last clue: One thing leads to another and we gave “it” a name.”

“Itsaboutdamntime!”


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THE RETURN TRIP – Episode 68

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…Suddenly, like a husband forgetting to tell his wife that his boss and wife are coming to dinner at 6:00 {it’s 5:30}, Roy Crippen’s ears go flush with an influx of warm blood...

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****What if this whole nightmare was a deliberate and calculated plot that is still playing out? Just how far will jealous enemies, like the unified Korea or Talibanistan, go to prevent such an ambitious venture as Space Colony 1 from achieving success.****

SOCIAL MEDIA NIGHTMARE

And then there is the matter of the informant who breached security to leak this embarrassing story to Houston and the World. Were it not for Francine Bouchette’s conscience and cooperation, it would have turned into a social media nightmare, with rumors turning into lies turning into panic.

And just how many details of the New Mayflower’s coming launch are out there, to be used for nefarious intent?

Suddenly, like a husband forgetting to tell his wife that his boss and wife are coming to ah-ha-momentdinner at 6:00 {it’s 5:30}, Roy Crippen’s ears go flush with an influx of warm blood. Reporter Bouchette had mentioned that the informant had an accent peculiar to the Himalaya region. Most everything the informer told her was accurate, as if an insider were involved.

THE SPATIAL DEBRIS MONITOR! That supposed Nepalese technician replaced his friend Phil Jansky, who died from a sudden brain hemorrhage. Some guy named Shah Gherkin is all he can recall from the heat of the mission run-out.

He takes a quick look at the countdown clock; t-minus 3:00.00 with still time to act on a hunch.

“I need to speak with Francine Bouchette from KHST Houston,” he demands of the Braden King.

Francine was in the midst of preparing for the Ten O’clock, but responds tout de suite, upon hearing who was calling her. Coincidentally she had been trying to contact him, ever since her afternoon exclusive but was unable to get through.

columncolumn2“I am so glad you called Mr. Crippen; I’ve been trying………”

“I am sorry for interrupting, but I would like to meet you at the Galveston Launch Facility in 15 minutes. This is concerning our, I mean your informant.”

“Can I possibly get there in 15 minutes?” she ponders how she can go 50 miles in that short time.

“I’ll have an F-77A scrambled for you at Hobby Airport; you’ll be cleared at the gate.”

KHST is located on Houston’s far southwest side. “I have a better idea, I can get to you quicker if I drive, and you clear I-45 for me, meet me at the GLF gate.”

He relents to her plan, while she only has time to grab her purse and streak to the parking lot, “I won’t be able to do the 10 o’clock,” is the only explanation she gives to the producer on the way out of the newsroom.

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #315

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… Equity, in the hot summer of ‘55, comes on the form of a distressed young woman, with $200 dollars in hand and a suspected dead fetus lingering in her womb…

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Is there a fairy tale character like Peter Pan flitting around Laura Bell Memorial Hospital these days?

braceT LFT          As blissful and carefree things are for the Fords, the opposite is true for Alpha Omega Campbell. He is actually blissfully ignorant and seemingly carefree to the point of carelessness. Things on Virginia Street are falling into serious disrepair and the doctor’s Image result for peter pan gifcash flow has slowed to the equivalent of the leaky bathroom faucet in his and Maggie Lou’s master bedroom.

To survive these lean days of the summer of 1955, one property after another is sold at less than market value. Demand for the land that Maggie had inherited from John Ferrell, has slowed in the wake of the Korean War.      Now, post-World War II was a very different climate. Returning GI’s were snapping up parcels in cities like Tallahassee, no matter what the cost. But that was when A.O. was in the midst of his heyday and in no need of real estate equity.

Equity, in the hot summer of ‘55, comes on the form of a distressed young woman, with $200 dollars in hand and a suspected dead fetus lingering in her womb. She is hardly Tinkerbell spreading pixie dust at the back door of LBMH. Instead, a massive cloud of dank dust rises into the Frenchtown air.

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“I’ve hired this musician to play a sad melody while I give you a sob story why I didn’t do my homework. It’s actually quite effective!”

  “I was bein’ treated at Havana. The doctor there gave me some awful tasting-stuff to settle my stomach. I’d been with child for four months and the mornin’ sickness was getting’ to me. My mother suggested I visit Dr. Wright, I don’t know why. He wasn’t my baby doctor; guess that he was away on holiday or such.”

          “When did you notice that somethin’ wasn’t right?” Campbell had put his stethoscope to her lower belly earlier and came to an early conclusion. He wants to peel away the layers of her previous treatment. “And why did you come to me, ‘stead of Doc Wright?”

          “Well, he said that you had a reputation for helpin’ girls like me.”


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #314

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #314

… “Damn right, Carolyn! Well actually, I did not know that, but when it came to the rights to Cinderella and of Peter Pan… $500,000 drunken dollars, probably parked next to their whiskey barrel.”…

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Walt Disney holds out his silver cigarette case, as a deal-sealing gesture would look.

“I don’t smoke, thank you.” Carolyn pauses thoughtfully, continuing, “Don’t you think that all the smoke you inhale may have long term health effects?”

“These?” he closes the case, “Clark Gable has been smoking since he was 15 and he isn’t slowing down. 60 damn movies and he lights it up in most of them. Beside that, my doctors say I’m as healthy as Prince Charming.”

“Ah, a Cinderella reference,” she comments, then adding a historical tidbit, “Did you know that Sircigarette-smoke James Matthew Barrie has relatives in Tallahassee?”

“Damn right, Carolyn! Well actually, I did not know that, but he, or rather, his family was a sticky wicket when it came to the rights to Cinderella. And of Peter Pan… $500,000 drunken dollars, probably parked next to their whiskey barrel.” His bitterness boiled to the surface, but settles down, “By all accounts, Barrie himself was a literary genius. Too bad we weren’t contemporaries.”

Lyn Ford nods, easily empathizing with collaboration and will abandon the smoking issue for the sake of consolation. But she does not jump up and down.

“I am Walt Disney, Carolyn!”  No ego here! Am I chopped liver in your world?”

“Not exactly, Walt, more like steak tartar.” She has not made up her mind.

“Oh yes, with a thick slice of Vidalia onion on top. But you seem to be dodging my proposal.” He is used to getting is way. As he will gladly tell you, ‘I am Walt “the man” Disney!

Lyn comes up with a solution. “How about we make a hand shake agreement to start an open-ended project? No hurry, no deadlines. You are in the full flower of your creative bloom.”

          Another massive cloud of smoke rises into the California air~~~~~~


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #313

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #313

Chapter Eighteen

LOOKING DOWN

…Call me Walt, call me Disney, call me Dizzy, and just don’t call me late for breakfast…

meanwhile-caption-001Why thank you for your kind words, Mr. Disney, but I’m just a backward Southern girl.” A pretentiously shy Carolyn Hanes-Ford senses some form of amorous advance by THE Walt Disney. He has been gushing effusively about Lyn’s work on the movie, The Day the Earth Stood Still and further claims to have read nearly everything Lyn has penned. Had he not been able to name titles and themes, this chain smoking Hollywood playboy would be a prime candidate for a casting couch expert; ‘I could send your career through the stratosphere, baby.’ Perhaps she was mistaking schmoozing for seduction.

“Backward? Mrs. Ford… please! My people tell me that you are one of the leading experts on Image result for tomorrowland disney 1950'sunidentified flying objects. That is why I invited you and… Your friend… where is the dashing Mr. Ford?”

“I believe you could find him at your TWA Rocket to the Moon exhibit in Tomorrowland. Knowing him like I do, he is trying to fly that thing.”

“It is not interactive,” injects the amused animator.

“That makes no difference to him.”

“Well okay,” he concedes. “Disneyland is all his… may I call you Carolyn?”

“Please do, Walt.” Familiarity abounds.

Call me Walt, call me Disney, call me Dizzy, and just don’t call me late for breakfast.

Lyn would not be calling him for breakfast anytime soon, but that last long draw on his Pall Mall cigarette had that ‘Thank you for a great night, sweetie’ feel to it.

Getting back to my original reason for inviting you here… I’m talking about my memoirs and you writing them. You seem to be just the person to tell my story; the perfect combinations of grounded core values and wonderfully open imagination.”


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #285

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…A.O. takes a closer look at the pretty high-schooler, likely with a good husband and a big house, full of children, in her future…

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The American Dream by Kay Crain

What are the long term ramifications in the world of Dr. A.O. Campbell? For months since his hospital opened, the vultures have been circling above Virginia Street, no, not an impatient Image result for vultures circling gifbanker waiting for his money, but a threat of a different nature. Regrettably, by feeding these persistent vultures, it serves a master, the needy or the needful. Up until recently, the doctor has resisted the temptation of the most controversial operation that is performed, yesterday, today or tomorrow.

“I’ll pay you anything you want, Campbell. We were told that you are the one doctor in the Panhandle we could trust to keep our affairs private.” A white man, probably in his late forties, has come all the way from Jacksonville… unsolicited. He has a young woman with him. She is trembling.

          “You’re askin’ me to do somethin’ that ain’t legal here in Florida.” A.O. is standing firm on this issue. “My job as a doctor is to preserve life, not end it.”

          “My girl was knocked up by any one of three sailors, ain’t seen any of ‘em since. What do you think people are going to say? My Millicent is no whore, sir and I am a descendant of Isaiah Hart, for crying out loud!”

“Don’t you know who I am?”

“Huh?” A.O.  does not know Isaiah Hart from the Queen of Hearts.

          “The Hart family built Jacksonville and I can’t have my first grandchild being some bastard without a father.”

          “All children are made in the image of God, Mr. Hart.” Campbell has delivered every manner of baby over his 35-year career, fully 50% without clear parentage.

          “Look, we have driven all night to get here,” he fumbles through his suit coat for his money clip, “here’s four hundred dollars.”

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He takes a closer look at the pretty high-schooler, likely with a good husband and a big house, full of children, in her future. She is sobbing uncontrollably, with a look that is calling out, ‘I just want to get this whole mess over with!’

“Forgive me, Lord,” entreats the doctor. He motions to his head nurse, “Get Miss Millicent settled on the second floor, Lilly, and get the delivery room ready.”

Like a lamb to the slaughter, Millicent Hart lambwill be the first white person treated at LBMH. It will not exactly be an occasion to celebrate.

“I will need to keep her four days, Mr. Hart, have to make sure infection does not set in. You’re welcome to stay in the hospital if you would like. Your daughter should not be alone.”

“Four days? How am I going to explain that to my wife?”

“How do I make accounts to the Almighty?” This is not the first illegal abortion performed in Tallahassee. The techniques are widely known and $400 goes a long way. Whether it is right or wrong will be left to a judge higher than man.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #245

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…“What if they were liquored up? Heard tell that his uncle Rufus does some moonshinin’ out there in the hills of Georgia,” A.O. suggests

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“How long ago would you say that was?” asks James, who is attempting to trace the timeline for the seeds of hate..

1923 Bathing Beauties Lyn turns to Sara, “Wasn’t that right after we came back from the Mediterranean?” Sara nods eagerly. That was the trip when Lyn finally confronted her feelings for Sara; from curiosity to commitment, one of those defining markers in one’s life. “That was 1923, eight years ago.”

“Three months and five days,” Sara adds to the accuracy, minus the hours.

“OoooKaaaay,” James confirms. Sara face ratchets up several shades of red. “That would make, Charles is his name, about 18, correct? Yes. And does that fit the profile of those described young men? It does.” Sara is holding her tongue.

“I know this Charles, happens to wear a hat that you have described. He is not really stupid, he just happens to where his heart on his sleeve. I cannot believe he would be capable of something like this.”

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“What if they were liquored up? Heard tell that his uncle Rufus does some moonshinin’ out there in the hills of Georgia,” A.O. suggests.

“Booze does have a way of magnifying a man’s state of mind,” James agrees.

“It turns them into filthy animals!” so much for Lyn’s unbiased opinion of the male condition. She fails to mention that she believes that men are born that way.

“Not all of us, I hope, Miss Hanes. I had the occasion to enjoy more than one cocktail at a meeting last week and never once pinched a waitress, let alone attack an elderly woman. My wife, Abbey, even suggests I do it more often, you know, an outlet from dealing with everyone else’s problems.”

“I guess I shouldn’t let bad experiences taint my views. I apologize.”

Cobblestone (olla)-001“No need, I think I understand.” He does understand and has no problem with the domestic situation in the home he is seated. It will not affect how he feels about either of them. “Well, Alpha, I think we should be going. These fine ladies have helped us tremendously. Thank you for the iced tea. Sure tastes good on a steamer day like this.

“Try not to dwell on this matter, Sara. If you do, then these creeps will have caused another to suffer needlessly.”

It is too late for that.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #244

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…I don’t imagine the Wilson clan favors you much. From what I hear, they still blame you for their daughter’s poor condition…

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Attorney Ferrell has several suspects in mind. “What about that family who were squatting on you land on Campbell Lake? They weren’t too happy when you had my brother-in-law, you know, Agnes’ husband Chief Odz, tear down their shack and kick them off the land. That wasn’t too long ago and I am leery of desperate red-necked people with most of their teeth missing.”

“I felt nothin’ septin’ bad ‘bout that. It wasn’t even my idea to give them the boot. They shouldnt’a let their critters run loose, ‘specially those ‘noxious pigs. You could smell them all the way to city hall.”

That is descriptive enough to get Lyn to find an excuse to leave the room. “I’ll make us some iced tea.”

“No, they fit the anger profile, but I think Miss Fenwick’s nose would have been a part of her scrutiny. And then there were the clothes…” He eliminates the gypsies from suspicion. “I don’t imagine the Wilson clan favors you much. From what I hear, they still blame you for their daughter’s poor condition.

“I feel bad ‘bout that too, but you got the judge to see the facts, that they told me that she had reaction  to penicillin when she had strep throat two weeks before. Hank Palmer gives it to her over at A&M. By the time I saw her – and I was a last resort far as the family was concerned – rheumatic fever had set in for good.”

“You don’t have to convince me, Doc, but I don’t think that the facts matter to them.”

“Mister Ferrell?” Carolyn Hanes has been listening closely, knowing more than a little about intrigue and it seems a little about the Wilsons. “I may know something helpful.”

“At this point, any information would be of use.”

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“Well, it has been a number of years, but I remember securing a room for an editor of mine at the time and it was at a Sherman Wilson Inn. When you mentioned that name, it made me think about what happened when I helped check the editor in.

“He happened to be black, which really has nothing to do with anything other than staying in the Negro rooms. That is not fair to begin with, but it is a precocious, what I would guess 10 year old boy, that I recall most. He refused to take the bags to the room and was as rude a young man as I ever met. The look of hate on that boy’s face is an image that I have repeated many times in my works about the South.”


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