Where Did That Ambulance Come From?

My parents loved to go for evening rides into the mountains when I was a child. One night when I was about four years old, we were driving in a canyon just outside Denver. There did not seem to be any traffic on the road and we were enjoying the ride. I was sitting on the front seat between my parents Then, for some reason no one ever really understood, I sat up and said, “Watch out for the ambulance.” Startled, my parents looked down at me. A few minutes later, an ambulance came toward us, red lights and siren breaking through the quiet darkness. How did I know it was out there? Was my sense of hearing strong enough to hear its siren? Did I happen to see its lights reflected on a mountain? No one ever knew. I’ve had a few more strange experiences since that time. They still happen every so often.

Sorry I've Been Gone So Long

I apologize for being absent for so long. I developed a systemic infection a couple of months


ago and things got worse after that. But I’m finally beating it and am gradually returning to

writing. I’ve got stories to polish and post on all three of my blogs, so just keep an eye out for

them.



I hope you’ve all had a great year, and that next year works out well for everyone.