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Seoul (Part Four)

In May, 2012 I went to Asia on the “Three-Countries-Three-Weeks-Three-Kids” tour. The first stop on this once-in-a-lifetime trip was Shanghai, followed by Seoul. On our first day in Seoul, we’ve made our way to the Gyeongokgung Palace museum, the restored Imperial Palace. Starting at the Gwanghwamun Gate (the main entrance) we’ve walked to the back of the grounds, to the Sajeongjeon, Cheonchujeon, and Manchunjeon buildings.

Side note — Last time I mentioned there’s a “lot of walking.” For reference, I love to get someplace while travelling and walk, taking pictures, seeing things, meeting people. I will take the subway or bus or a taxi to get from place to place, but once I’m at a given area it’s not unusual for me to walk two or three miles or more, for a total of maybe six to eight miles in a good day. This is not “Bataan Death March” walking, it’s taking your time, seeing the sights, taking LOTS of pictures (I do that, you know) walking. In this particular case, if you took a bus, taxi, or subway to the Gwanghwamum Gate (when we left we took the subway, the station’s about two blocks away) and strolled around and see everything in some detail, it might take three or four hours (or more) and you might walk a mile or two. On the other hand, you could do a quick 45-minute tour, see pretty much everything quickly, and walk 3/4 a mile or less. Long story short (TOO LATE!), that’s what I mean by “a lot of walking.”

IMG_0062_smallI did love the architecture and the brightly-colored and incredibly intricate and ornate paintings! Note also along the walls are a whole slew of very modern and anachronistic fire extinguishers. With all of these buildings constructed of very old and dry wood, plus rice paper interior walls, it wouldn’t take much to have them all go up. In the middle of the main beam coming straight out at the top, you can also see a video camera for security.

IMG_0045_smallAn ancient sundial is an indicator that astronomy and the sciences were well advanced for the day.

IMG_0074_smallI never did quite figure out what this was. It seemed to be off to the one side of the grounds and may not have been a part of the museum. There seemed to be touristy crowds around it, but for all I know it could have been decorative at a shopping mall or something located next to the official palace museum grounds. But it was tall and colorful and pretty and fun to look at, so I took a picture of it. (Let’s see a show of hands from anyone who is surprised by that…Anyone?)

IMG_0130_smallAt the very back of the grounds (Zone 9) is the Hyangwonjeong (shown, out on its island and surrounded by lily pads and lotus blossoms), the Jangandang, the Gonnyeonghap, and the Boksudang.

IMG_0116_smallIn Zone 10, the Jibokjae is flanked by the Parujeong on the left and the Hyeopgildang on the right. These buildings housed the royal private library. The architecture on these buildings include many Chinese influences.

IMG_0108_smallThe Geoncheonggung Residence was built as a private residence and used in the late 1800’s, until the king’s wife was assassinated here. (Again, many fire extinguishers and security cameras. The Koreans have been attacked many times over the centuries and still have a rather rabid enemy only a few miles away, so they take their security very seriously.)

IMG_0141_smallThe Janggo is a site where food was stored in earthenware jars. Much of the food was fermented (such as soy sauce) and large quantities of food were stored here, both for royal banquets, and to allow the residents to withstand protracted siege conditions. The pots shown are all original, each individually decorated to show different religious sects, social groups, or food types, and collected from museums all over the country and brought here.

IMG_0147_smallGyeonghoeru was the Royal Banquet Hall. It also sits isolated in a lake (Zone 12), in part for the ambiance, in part to allow boating by the royal family and guests, and in part for safety.

IMG_0150_smallSajeongjeon was used as by the king for offices and executive functions. It is built next to the lake surrounding  Gyeonghoeru.

This brings you back to the front of the grounds, where the primary entrance is, the Gwanghwamun Gate. (You can see the modern skyscrapers are nearby in the background of the final picture above.) There are exits other than the Gwanghwamum Gate, so we headed off to one side to find the exit nearest to the closest subway station. It had been a very long day, but also one that had been very interesting and very exciting.

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Seoul (Part Three)

In May, 2012 I went to Asia on the “Three-Countries-Three-Weeks-Three-Kids” tour. The first stop on this once-in-a-lifetime trip was Shanghai, followed by Seoul. On our first day in Seoul, we’ve made our way to the Gyeongokgung Palace museum, the restored Imperial Palace.

IMG_9892_smallThe Gwanghwamun Gate of the Gyeongbokgung Palace grounds. The grounds contain five separate palaces from different eras,  all of which have been rebuilt after being burned to the ground multiple times during various wars and invasions. The grounds began restoration in 1860’s before being destroyed again during World War Two. They’ve now been restored again in all their glory.

Hourly at this main gate you can see the changing of the guard, a very colorful ceremony. The ceremony can be seen in progress here, with guards in bright blue, orange, and red robes on each side of the three arches.

IMG_9956_smallInside the Gwanghwamun Gate you’ll find “Zone One” of Gyeongbokgung Palace (look for the directional and informational signs in Korean and English), which served as the primary Imperial Palace until it was destroyed in the 1590’s.

IMG_9959_smallThis is the Heungnyemun Gate, the second one you go through. The detail work on the architecture is just stunning.

IMG_9980_smallInside the Gyeongbokgung Palace gates you’ll find the Imperial Throne Hall (referred to as “Zone Two”). This picture looks back from the steps of the Throne Hall toward the first two gates, with the modern city (where we walked in Part Two) beyond.

This was the area where business was conducted — proclamations read, ambassadors received, reports delivered by officials, and so on. The markers out in the plaza were there for keeping order, with an arrangement for who sat where based on seniority and importance. (They talked about it a lot, but I’ve forgotten some of the details.)

IMG_0007_smallThe restored Imperial Throne Room.

IMG_0009_smallInside the Throne Room, up under the eaves of the ceiling and roof, everything is covered in bright colors and intricate patterns. I just loved seeing this work!

IMG_0010_smallA wide view of the ceilings and walls of the Imperial Throne room.

IMG_0053_small“Zone Three” is the location of Sajeongjeon, which is actually a collection of several buildings and walled off interior sections. The center Sajeongjeon building was used by the Emperor’s Cabinet and senior government officials, with two large side buildings (Cheonchujeon and Manchunjeon) as well. This entire complex was built by the Joseon Dynasty from the 1390’s to the 1890’s.

One of their innovations was a system of interior heating. The buildings were built above ground, with passages under the floors connected to these outdoor furnaces, allowing the hot air to circulate under the building.

IMG_0055_smallA wider view of  the Sajeongjeon, Cheonchujeon, and Manchunjeon buildings, as well as some of the surrounding walls and other buildings.

Next time, we’ll continue on to the other zones and palaces. It’s really a great place, if you go, plan on walking and plan on spending a few hours. It’s well worth it.

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Seoul (Part Two)

In May, 2012 I went to Asia on the “Three-Countries-Three-Weeks-Three-Kids” tour. The first stop on this once-in-a-lifetime trip was Shanghai, followed by Seoul.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAfter starting at the Seoul Tower in Namsan Park, we started walking down the hill toward the nearby Jongno-gu business district. (It is to the north of Namsan Park, between the tower and the Gyeongokgung Palace.) Just before we got to the bottom of the mountain, this is the view to the north.

IMG_9788 smallThere were lots of extremely interesting skyscrapers and wonderful architecture.

IMG_3967 smallThere were many large, public art pieces.

IMG_9790 smallSome were more whimsical than others. On wide streets between towering skyscrapers were all kinds of tiny parks and spaces where people were eating lunch and taking breaks.

IMG_9811 smallThe Cheonggyecheon Stream runs down the middle of one of the east-west boulevards. With fountains at the west end, it runs toward the east with the “river bed” accessible to everyone.

IMG_9808 smallThere are large sculptures out in the middle of the flowing water, many of them extremely colorful.

IMG_9820 smallAt the “head” of the stream, turn north on Sejong-daero toward the Gyeongokgung Palace and museum (in the distance at the bottom of the mountain). There are several prominent monuments along the way, with the Sejong Center for the Performing Arts, Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Central Government Complex on the left, the US Embassy on the right.

IMG_9845 smallAt Gwanghwamun Square you’ll find this statue of Admiral Yi Sun-Shin, a famed Korean naval commander who died defeating a Japanese fleet in 1598.

IMG_9873 smallFurther down Gwanghwamun Square is this huge statue of Sejong the Great, an emperor of the early 15th Century. Beyond, you can see that we’re almost at the Gwanghwamun Gate of the Gyeongokgung Palace grounds.

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Seoul (Part One)

In May, 2012 I had the thrill of travelling on the “Three-Countries-Three-Weeks-Three-Kids” tour. Imagine how cool that would be, then double it! The first stop on my once-in-a-lifetime trip was to Shanghai, to visit my daughter. Following my visit there, I flew to Seoul, South Korea.

IMG_3964_smallI got into Incheon late at night and was met by my son. We got on the train back to Seoul, then switched to the subway when we got to the main train station. From there it was off to the hotel, which was between two subway stations, so of course we got off at the one on the downhill side and dragged luggage UP the hill in the middle of the night (it might have been raining) rather than getting off at the uphill station and rolling them down. (As a parent, you have to have things to tease your kids about. They’re going to do it to you – ask any of my kids about “the hammer.”)

Pro tip for traveling in Asia (and Europe) — you can make your life so much easier if you take a few minutes to figure out the train, subway, and bus systems. Unlike many (most?) cities in the US, all cities have very advanced public transportation systems which are cheap, easy, and used by everyone. Even if you don’t speak a word of the language or recognize any of the written characters, you’ll find many (most?) signs in English as well. If all else fails, you can do simple comparisons between the characters on the map and the characters on the signs to know when you’re at this station instead of that station.

The next morning we were off to the Seoul Tower on Namsen Mountain in central Seoul. (Towers for communications and/or observation sites are everywhere in Asia. This is not a bad thing.) Namsan Park is a large, lush park covering a peak in the middle of downtown Seoul. It reminded me of a cross between New York City’s Central Park and Los Angeles’ Griffith Park.

IMG_9628_smallYou get up to the tower via a gondola ride. You’ll get great views of the city on your way up, as well as great views of the park below you.

IMG_9670_smallAt the top, you have a bit of a walk to get get to the summit. Along the way I saw the first example of Korea’s distinctive architecture and temple design.

IMG_9671_smallMuch more functional than the Pearl Tower in Shanghai, the Seoul Tower is utilitarian, concrete and  antennas. “Functional” is not a bad thing in this setting and is easily explained by the heavily armed totalitarian regime just thirty-five miles away.

IMG_9754_smallIt was a hazy but sunny day. From the tower you get a fantastic view of the city, with plenty of signs and guides to point out different landmarks, such as the ancient Imperial palace, the current Presidential palace, the skyscrapers of the downtown area, the stadiums and facilities built for the 1988 Summer Olympics, and the Han River running through it all (running left to right in the hazy distance here).

IMG_3960_smallDowntown is on the south side of the Han River, which has bridges across it every half mile or so. Lots of bridges.

IMG_3955_smallLooking toward the north from the Seoul Tower, you can see how densely the high-rise apartments are crammed in as the city gets into the mountains.

IMG_3957_smallThis random neighborhood is near the base of Namsen Mountain. It’s typical of the kind of urban density that you see everywhere here. Seoul has an area of 233 square miles with a population of over ten million.

IMG_9701_smallThe Han River points in the direction of the US from here, but trust me, you can’t get there from here that way. Things get ugly a few miles up that river.

Looking at the bigger picture, that’s a lot of kilometers between here and home!

 

 

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Shanghai (Part Five)

In May, 2012 I did the “Three-Countries-Three-Weeks-Three-Kids” tour. It was beyond unbelievable! The first stop on my once-in-a-lifetime trip was to Shanghai, to visit my daughter. I toured the grounds of the school where my daughter teaches, we went off sightseeing, I wandered through the Botanical Gardens and made friends, and we went downtown to see some truly huge skyscrapers and iconic structures.

We saw the Pearl Tower, the Shanghai World Financial Center, the Jin Mao Tower, and all of the other world-class skyscrapers in a fairly small area. On the way out of the Pearl Tower they let you out of the elevator at the top of a series of arcades and souvenir shops. They may be Communists, but they still know how to separate tourists from their cash.

By the time we got out of the Pearl Tower, it was getting dark. We were supposed to meet a group of my daughter’s friends for dinner, so we went looking for a ferry that crosses the Zhongshan River to The Bund.

IMG_3833_smallAs night fell, The Bund began to light up like a fairy land across the river.

IMG_3836_smallIt was a gorgeous sight that I will never forget.

IMG_3843_smallThe downtown district on our side of the river also lit up, each of the skyscrapers a light show unto itself, some with graphics and animations five or six stories tall. I felt like I was in “Blade Runner.”

IMG_3846_smallIf this was “Blade Runner,” I was hoping to run into Rachael or Pris instead of Decker or Roy Batty.

IMG_3847_smallYeah, despite the fact that I live in Los Angeles and have traveled the world, I was gawking like an American hayseed tourist who had never been to the big city before. Sue me! It was spectacular.

IMG_3853_smallThe Pearl Tower all lit up at night. But we never did find the ferry, finally doubling back to the subway to get over to The Bund.

IMG_3854_smallOnce in The Bund, a section of the city full of high-end shopping, restaurants, and entertainment, we had a wonderful rooftop dinner.

IMG_3915_smallAfter four days of marvelous weather, the next day dawned damp, foggy, and soggy. From my hotel, in the distance you could just see the Ferris wheel a mile or so away.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWith some heavy rain cutting down on our tourist options, instead of roaming the city we went back to The Bund. There we had a foot massage, went shopping, and again ate wonderful things.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAFinally my all-too-brief time in Shanghai was over. On the fifth day, my daughter escorted me to Pudong International and sent me off to see her brother. We took off just before sunset, heading along the Chinese coast toward South Korea.

I can’t wait to get back to China in general, and Shanghai in particular. I want to see Hong Kong, Beijing, the Great Wall, Harbin, and so many other places in China. But Shanghai will always be my first love there.

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Employee Of The Month

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In early 2011 we had a family get together at an Orange County tourist attraction, the Pirate Dinner Adventure theater.

The Long-Suffering Wife and I drove down in the (red) convertible with the top down, living the California dream. She was wearing red, I believe I was as well (might have been wearing my Angels sweatshirt), and I believe we were both wearing (red) Angels hats.

We pulled into the parking lot, where traffic was being directed into a big parking structure. We were stopped and the parking guy was sharing the Angels’ fan love with us. (The theater is just a mile or two from Angels Stadium and Disneyland.)

As the line of cars started moving again, we were waved out of line and into a parking spot right next to the front door. Having an über cool car, chilling with the top down, and proudly showing our Angels colors got us promoted to “Employee Of The Month,” at least for the day.

Windblown but triumphant, the Long-Suffering Wife posed with our trophy.

P.S. — FYI, the theater was reasonably entertaining, family oriented, with lots of audience participation. Many buckles were swashed. The food was average, but not spectacular. It was fun.

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Airlines Bingo

Has anyone ever played “Boring Meeting Bingo,” aka “Dogma Bingo,” aka “Bullshit Bingo?” You know, where you fill a typical 5×5 bingo card with phrases or event or mannerisms or memes, then see who can fill their card first with the observed phenomenon or catchphrase?

On the way from BUR to MAV via LAS last week I was Tweeting my game progress across the country in my made-up version of this, “Airlines Bingo”:

Today, my meetings in Midland over, it was time to go home by the same route in reverse:

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Midland Selfie

So late, so tired, such bad heartburn, and tomorrow I finish up here and fly back home. At least I’m not trying to get anywhere to the north — it looks like another nasty system will be dropping snow and ice from Colorado to Pennsylvania.

So have a selfie of me in front of a wonderful SNJ here at the CAF Headquarters and Museum in Midland.

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I will now attempt to be unconscious for at least five or six hours.

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West Texas

It’s always interesting to come and visit Texas. The last few trips have been either just-passing-through or to one of the larger cities, i.e., Dallas, San Antonio, or Houston. I believe this is my first long-term stay in West Texas. I’ve noticed a few things which I can share with you.

  • This has to be where our country is storing our national reserves of “flat” and “empty”. They’ve got an awful lot of it out here.
  • There’s a primary election coming up. It might be different in other areas of the state, particularly the cities, but out here, there are only two types of candidates: ultra-conservative and ultra-ultra-ultra-conservative.
  • The frontage road thing next to every freeway is just weird. I’ve said it before and been berated by ex-pat Texans who believe it’s the most logical and sensible thing in the world. I must be pretty dense then, because I’m just not seeing it. Why build four lanes of interstate highway when instead you can build four lanes of interstate highway plus four more lanes of one-way frontage roads (two on each side) running parallel to the highway plus making your on and off ramps an order of magnitude more complex?
  • Different cities have different “art themes,” where they have dozens or more identical fiberglass figures which are then painted bizarrely and auctioned off for charity. Right, you’ve seen this? Angels in Los Angeles, cows in Kansas City, “hokie birds” in Blacksburg, VA, mermaids somewhere (Norfolk or Virginia Beach?). Here, they have jackalopes. (Google it.)
  • If the angst, mudslinging, and level of general nastiness in the TV political ads is this bad before the primary, I wouldn’t be watching television here during the months leading up to a general election.
  • I needed dinner, and Yelp suggested a place on the way to the hotel with really good ratings, indicating you could get sandwiches and burgers there. “Twin Peaks,” apparently a chain, advertises food and drinks with “great scenery.” Okay, I was a little slow. If you’re familiar with one of these places (it’s a chain, apparently), you know what’s coming. It’s not really a food place, it’s a bar where you can actually get food. (The green chili meatloaf was really good.) The “great scenery” consists of the “twin peaks” on the chests of the extremely scantily dressed waitresses. Compared to these women, the waitresses at Hooters might as well be dressed in robes.
  • There’s a mall here in Odessa, widely advertised, that has both an ice skating rink and a huge television studio in it. The ice skating rink is apparently where the local low, low, low minor league hockey team (the Odessa Jackalopes) practice. The television studio is for CBS7, and the news room set has a glass wall so that you can stand there five feet away from the on-air talent while they’re on air. I guess the news anchors either get used to it, or maybe the inside of the glass is coated so that we can see in but they can’t see out, but it must be like working in a very large fishbowl.
  • Do you want one thing to show how different West Texas is from California? I’m seeing ads for multiple candidates which not only go to great length to declare their hatred for Obamacare, but ads that flat out say, “I’m supported by the Gas & Oil Company PACs,” “I’ll work hard to get rid of as many environmental restrictions as I can,” and “I’ve got the endorsement of the NRA!”
  • You know you’re in Texas when the two-lane, undivided, county highway leading three miles from the airport to the interstate has a 60 mph speed limit. And if you’re foolish enough to be travelling at 60 mph in your unfamiliar rental car, you will be flipped off and passed by pick-up trucks doing 80+ mph.
  • Those young women working at the Twin Peaks? It’s quite obvious that they’re very, very healthy. It must be something in the water, because I’m pretty sure it’s not Obamacare…
  • The other predominant campaign ad theme is, “My opponent only says he/she is a conservative, I’m the real, hardcore, uber-right-wing conservative!”
  • There are oil wells everywhere here, apparently functional and active. I even saw one in the parking lot of that big mall. Typical mall parking, acres of white-striped blacktop and lightpoles, only here there’s about a 50×50 dirt patch with a moving oil well in the middle of it.
  • The aforementioned Odessa Jackalopes are not doing very well, being solidly buried in dead last in the league. Tonight they played a game to a HUGE crowd of empty seats. (From the coverage on the news, I’m guessing maybe 100 people, 200 tops, in an arena that might seat four or five thousand.) That’s gotta be a tough gig.
  • The final observation about the political ads is that they’re running well over half of the total ads, probably pushing 65% or 70%. The local news is on now (the one from the “fishbowl” in the shopping center!) and of the 15 or 16 ads shown in this half hour, at least a dozen have been campaign ads. (Okay, just paid attention to the block of commercials at the bottom of the hour — eight ads, five of them campaign ads. Another was for a gun show.)
  • You know you’re in Texas when you’re on the freeway where the speed limit is 70, you’re doing 80 to avoid being rear-ended and killed in a horrible, flaming conflagration, and you’re being passed (and flipped off) by fully loaded, double, gravel hauling semis doing 90+. If only I were kidding or exaggerating. I’m not.
  • High school sports is huge here, and it’s not just football. I think that this local newscast gave absolutely no coverage at all to any international or national news – but we got almost fifteen minutes of high school baseball, boys’ basketball, and girls’ basketball, with extensive video highlights of four to six games for each sport. You may have seen Saturday Night Lights, but you have to be here to believe it.

It’s definitely an interesting place, and about as diametrically opposed to California as it can be in a couple dozen different dimensions. That’s neither good nor bad. I’m having a great time here. (Especially at the Twin Peaks! Ba-DOMP-bomp! *rimshot*)

But it sure as hell isn’t Los Angeles.

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Flash Fiction: Down In Mississippi

It’s Thursday, the day I normally post my entry for Wonderful Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction Challenge — but I’m on the road, in Texas, thinking very non-fiction-writing thoughts and doing very non-fiction-writing-like things. So there’s no way I can write anything at the last minute, let alone post it, right? I’m way, way out of my normal routine and comfort zone, so I can just skate and bail this week, right? Y’all (I am in Texas) just want to see pictures of some weird Texas birds I saw today, right? Thanks!

Wait! What’s that? If I’ve got thousands of songs on my iPad I can easily get a random title to use in this week’s Challenge? If I can listen to the Kings game over the internet and harass friends on Facebook with my laptop, then I can write and post?

Stupid technology. Stupid, stupid, dumb technology! If you want me, I’ll be over here in the corner, sulking and writing. My random song is Sugarland’s “Down In Mississippi.” The resulting story is a little long, but it’s a lot shorter than it was before the first two editing passes. At 23:45, there won’t be a third editing pass.

As always, comments and constructive criticisms are appreciated. I hope you enjoy it.

DOWN IN MISSISSIPPI 

There was a great roaring noise filling the universe as consciousness returned. There was pain and no doubt a whole boatload of it, but for whatever reason, it was off over there in his brain, waiting its turn to command his immediate attention. He was grateful, since the noise was really making it hard to focus right now.

The noise was like a spike driven right between his eyes, but after what could have been half a second or half a year, it modulated into some individual components. Over the top of everything was a whine, a howling, a high-pitched ringing. It was gradually diminishing and underneath it he could now hear a lower pitched body of sound that ebbed and flowed, swinging in magnitude between peaks and inaudibility. During one of the quieter moments, he started to make out sharp, staccato grunts and heavy breathing.

It was hard to care about what was causing it all although he knew he really should. Even though his thinking was fogged and fuzzy, he was sure bad shit was happening. All of that pain didn’t just come out of nowhere. It would be really easy to just leave the noise and the pain behind, slipping quietly back into the dark, quiet place he had come from.

Something hit him hard. The pain claimed its place on the top of the attention span manifest. It threatened to push him rudely right back over the edge, but he was stubborn and didn’t want to go there if it wasn’t his choice. He fought it. The pain got pushed back just far enough to get some focus.

Clues dropped into place. He realized there were people around him, fighting. He must be on the ground. Someone had just tripped over him, or been knocked down on top of him. There was little satisfaction in knowing that the “bad shit” assessment had been correct. The ground was a bad place to be.

He tried opening his eyes, but only one of them responded. The left eye was swollen shut, although he could see light coming in blurry flashes. But the right eye opened and the magnitude of the bad shit became clearer.

He pushed himself up onto an elbow. All the pain rushed to the back of his head. He reached back and felt blood. Despite that, it was a relief to be moving.

Through the ringing he recognized his name being shouted. “Tommy! Tommy, can you get up? We need a little help here! Tommy, you gotta get up!”

He was trying. The shouting came from behind him, where fighting sounds continued. What the hell was going on here?

It was dark, a handful of streetlights shedding some illumination. They were in a garbage filled alley with dark buildings all around. Another voice was shouting his name now. Above it all, the roar from the crowd of onlookers swelled as he got to his knees. He could just make out a few figures in the shadows, but there had to be more that he couldn’t see.

As he finally got to his feet, someone came rushing at him like a linebacker going after the quarterback. His body reacted before his addled brain could interfere. In one smooth motion Tommy stepped aside, grabbed the attacker’s head, and pulled it down to meet Tommy’s upcoming knee. The resulting thud and scream as the attacker’s nose broke was worth the explosion of pain the action created in Tommy’s head.

Bending over to steady himself, his hands on his knees, he heard someone yell, “Tommy! Get down!” Dropping to a knee, he felt the whoosh of something swinging through the space his head had just occupied. He stood back up and spun, coming face to face with the guy holding the baseball bat.

Tommy was inside the arc of the second swing as the attacker swatted agin. The backhand stroke had much less force. Tommy grabbed the bat and wrenched it away as he kneed the attacker in the groin. Now armed with the bat, Tommy left the second man howling on the ground with a broken arm.

Looking around with his one functioning eye, Tommy saw three of his friends fighting five strangers. There were six other guys on the ground, the two that Tommy had just put there and four others. The attackers looked like gang members, street thugs.

The bat he was holding was slippery. Tommy could see blood running down the handle, blood that might have come from the back of his head. That would explain a lot.

Adrenaline helped to push the pain away as Tommy moved toward his friends. Through the ringing in his ears he was finally hearing sirens approaching.

Coming up behind a clueless teenager who was trying to punch his friend, Tommy used the bat to smash the side of the kid’s knee. The kid went down screaming. It was now a four-on-four fight.

The alley lit up with flashing blue and red lights. Two police cars skidded to a stop behind him. The four thugs and the crowd rooting for them all started running the other way, only to be cut off with a pair of cars pulling up there as well.

“Everybody freeze! Biloxi police! Drop your weapons and put your hands in the air! Now!” The sound from the loudspeakers echoed off the alley walls. Spotlights from the four cars quickly lit up the alley.

Tommy dropped the bat and raised his hands. He saw that his friends had done the same.

More cars pulled up at both ends of the alley, along with a couple of ambulances. Tommy hoped someone would hurry so he could pass out again.

Out of the bright lights and confusion behind his friends, Tommy saw four very large MPs approaching, accompanied by a group of paramedics. Tommy recognized the MP who came over to him with his handcuffs out. The MP stopped when he saw all of the blood on Tommy’s head, neck, and back.

“If you promise to get me an aspirin out of one of those ambulances,” Tommy said, smiling, “I promise not to run away. Deal?”

“What the hell happened here, Gunny?” asked the surprised MP.

“Hell if I know. I must have slept through the opening act. It doesn’t matter to me if you take us back to Keesler or those guys take us to Biloxi, but I could really use that aspirin.”

With that, Tommy’s knees buckled and he went back to the dark, quiet place with no ringing ears and no blinding pain.

 

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