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The Trip Into the Milky Way-Five Chapter Sample

One Eric and I stood side by side on the sidewalk that frosty, harvest evening, watching Chris march up the darkened street of old Craftsman homes alone. Sycamores towered over us and him and the entire block, their crooked old limbs mostly barren of leaves in late autumn. “He looks like a Roman legion,” I said of Chris. Eric chuckled with his hands in his pockets. “He does, doesn’t he? Like Marc Anthony, off to conquer Gaul. All that sucker needs is a sword and Read More +

Americans in Mexican Prisons

In the months immediately preceding our incarceration in a Mexican prison for bush, my buddy Win and I had successfully smuggled a few hundred pounds of it across the border into Arizona without a hitch. The trip down into Mexico was supposed to be a time out. We boarded a train down to Mazatlán, caught a ride home with three young Americans and got busted by the Mexican feds on our way back. Go figure. At the time, the American Feds were working hand in Read More +

The Pied Piper of Robin Glen

Robin Glen was not really the name of the town where I grew up, but as names go, it fits well enough. Orange groves carpeted the valleys. Avocado trees brushed the russet-colored hills. Snow-capped mountains glistened on the far horizon. In the days of my youth, Robin Glen was very much like one of those postcards they made about Southern California back in the fifties. The town was so far off the beaten path, the eucalyptus lined back roads simply wandered up into the hills Read More +

Weekend Revolutionary

It was June, 1967 and word had gone out that LBJ was coming to LA, only the counterculture movement in LA had no political credentials. There had been protests in Berkeley, New York, Washington, all over the country, but nothing to speak of in LA. We had the rock music scene on Sunset Strip. The movies. Good dope. Otherwise, the area was known for mowing down orange groves and turning them into tract houses. A liberal enclave it was not, but well before the Prez Read More +

Going North

During spring break that year, my brother Denny drove down from UCSC to visit the family. He was off to vacation with his wife in Hawaii. Her father was a shipping magnate out of Honolulu and the family owned a big spread up on the North Shore. Denny planned to fly there and meet with his wife, fly back and drive up to Santa Cruz in two weeks. My mother was taking my brother up to the airport in the morning. Denny had driven down Read More +

The Stuff of Dreams

Robin Glen was a backwoods kind of place for those few, fleeting years. Educators were drawn there, executive types, blue collar folks and engineers, a disparate cast of eclectic characters who had found their way to that bucolic end of the world. Probably they shared one common denominator, a memory of pastoral surroundings as a child, or a longing for such origins—like an old farmhouse you came to driving down a country road—and were collectively drawn to Robin Glen as a way to hold onto Read More +

The Trip Into the Milky Way

If you are interested in novels about Americans in Mexican prisons, or crime fiction based in the sixties, look no further. I did time in a Mexican prison for smuggling back in the day and that experience is the center piece of my novel, The Trip Into Milky Way. Who could have imagined things turning out that way. When I smoked my first joint and stuck out my thumb and bummed my way up north through Big Sur and joined in the summer of love, Read More +