Home bound after work near 12:30 am just a few minutes from checking my email then retiring as us old folks like to call it
from the North side of route 7 at a slight angle there and gone in half a second was the biggest meteor I've ever seen if that's what it was so big that I slowed and listened for a boom but nothing came I have no idea how far it went before touching down but this isn't about the meteor this is about the fact that when I got home and thought about who I would tell... there was no one that came to mind I've seen so much crazy **** in my life that the stories have grown old even the new ones I breathed life into a dead woman one morning then faced the fact that I couldn't save another hit by a truck on my way home just after midnight
on the day before the great Russian meteor I saw 2 objects in the sky on fire and not moving... in broad daylight I've been touched and spoken to by spirits or ghosts or phantoms take your pick I saw 3000 people sacrificed in the name of what? and as a child I witnessed a president murdered by those supposed to follow him I've grown to see the young know nothing of that last President who actually had a vision and a spine
and when I quietly leave this life there will be little to note... a brief glance of my obituary by a few sad souls
I often think of a quote I heard as a young man by a comedian; George Gobel who was on the 'Tonight Show' Dean Martin and Bob Hope were also on that show and unknown to George, Dean was flipping his cigarette ashes in George's drink as he was telling his humorous stories this caused the laughs to come out of sequence...and finally a confused George said; 'Did you ever feel like the world was a tuxedo and you were a pair of brown shoes?'