This is the beginning of a story about two men; however, only one (at most) will survive.
About Waldo "Wally" Tomosky
I am proud of my work life (not the jobs, just the work).
Bait monger
Lawn mower
Paper boy
Windshield cleaner in a drive-in theater (if you don't know what a drive-in theater is there is no sense in you reading any farther)
Snack shack janitor in a drive in theater (ditto for drive-in theater)
Milling machine clean-up boy in a tool and die shop
Plastic injection press operator
Centurion in the US Army
Factory hand
Apprentice boy
Tool and die maker
Software user manual writer
Computer programmer
Ex-patriate par excellence
Engineering manager
Software test manager
Retiree
University administrator
System analyst
Retiree (2nd try)
Licensed amateur paleontologist
Retiree (3rd try)
Shovel bum (archaeology)
Retiree (4th try)
Delivery driver
Retiree (5th try)
Graduate student (skipped AA and BA due to the level of difficulty)
Retiree (finally got the drift of it)
I have been writing for fourteen years and have fifteen books on Amazon/Kindle. Some horror, some twisted, some experimental, some essay and a few historical.
I think that now I will really, really, really retire and just write.
Lets see if I can do retirement correctly this time!
Aha! But told first person via journal? I love that kind of read-between-the-lines story– reading with blinders on.
But what else would a fisherman have with him other than a fishing log. So he had to use whatever means he had. Thank you for reading this. I promise it will have much more than an owl and a few sattelites floating through the night sky. Wally
Anna, We miss you. Have not seen a post in almost a month. Hope everything is OK. I had some trouble with my WP interface a few weeks ago and hope I did not miss something. Be good. Oh nevermind being good. Just have a good time. Wally
Wally! You dear man. I’m just waiting for these kids to go to school! Thank you for the note. I’ll be back soon, with so many things stewing to be said. xoox