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October 1957

October 1957

This story is in the Growing Up New Jersey collection, a series of vignettes slouching their way into becoming a book. See more vignettes in this collection at the Short Stories &c. link above. Some months just stand out. October 1957 is one of those months. That was the month the Soviets launched Sputnik, the first artificial satellite to orbit the earth. On October 4, 1957, to be exact. If you were around in October 1957, you’d know that Americans…

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The Melon-Breasted Girl

The Melon-Breasted Girl

Desemboque It was close to midnight when I arrived at Desemboque. Desemboque, the mouth of the river. Only there was no river that I could see. And it seemed, even in the middle of the night, that I’d arrived at Dante’s Ninth Ring of Hell. That’s all I could think of at that moment. It was midnight and, with the windows open, still it felt like about 1,000 degrees, and as much humidity, here on the shores of the Sea…

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The Day the World Ended

The Day the World Ended

This story is in the Growing Up New Jersey collection, a series of vignettes slouching their way into becoming a book. See more vignettes in this collection at the Short Stories &c. link above. There are rumors circulating that the world is about to end, so this seemed like a timely posting. I don’t have a clue what it’s like today, but in 1954 Sussex County, New Jersey, was a very dark place at night, indeed. Especially to a four-and-a-half-year-old…

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Try It, Don’t Take It

Try It, Don’t Take It

This story is in the Growing Up New Jersey collection, a series of vignettes slouching their way into becoming a book. See more vignettes in this collection at the Short Stories &c. link above. “Try it, don’t take it.” That’s what the man renting the bicycles on the boardwalk at Atlantic City said as I straddled the wonderful piece of machinery he handed off to me. An adult might know what that meant. The man renting the bicycles for sure…

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Red Dust

Red Dust

This story, like many in The Last Word collection, is based on a true incident. See more stories in this collection and others at the Short Stories &c. link above. The car was surprisingly intact when the explosive ordnance disposal team arrived. It was a high-end Mercedes, a black executive limousine for someone of standing in the corporate world. And it was armored, intended to protect the occupant from an outside attack. That probably accounted for how relatively intact the…

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