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The Ghost of Christmas Past – Part One

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I know it’s only October but as I was driving home the other night, with the air conditioner blowing cool air at my face, I was reminded of Christmas when I was a kid. I was in a quiet, reflective mood and my mind drifted back to the celebrations at my grandparent‘s house.

Christmas started early for us kids as we would wake up to our overflowing stockings at the foot of our beds. After examining the goods that Santa literally laid at our feet, we would jump out of bed and not so quietly sneak downstairs to see what the jolly old elf put under the tree. We were never disappointed!

After opening our gifts and eating breakfast, we drove over to our grandparent’s house where we feasted on delicious holiday fare and spent the day laughing, singing and playing with our new toys with brothers, sisters and cousins. What a blast we all had!

By the time we had to go home, we were exhausted. We bundled up in our heavy coats, scarves and hats for the short ride home that seemed to last forever. The icy chill stabbed through our clothes and stung our faces all the way home. The car never seemed to heat up until we pulled into our driveway.

Looking back on those nights now, the cold chill on my face didn’t seem much different than the cool breeze provided by my car’s air conditioner.

Funny how one’s perspective changes over time.

Written by David A. Ufer

October 14, 2013 at 7:06 am

The Airport

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The jet engines roar, the plane blasts through the air

Taking its passengers only they know where

I don’t care the destination, doggone it

I just want to board that flight and fly off on it

 

Written by David A. Ufer

June 25, 2013 at 8:43 am

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Monday

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Long faces in longer traffic lines

The radio DJ’s mindless chit-chat

Thinking of her, still in bed

It’s Monday

Written by David A. Ufer

June 17, 2013 at 8:38 am

Anclote Key

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The breeze blows in our faces

As the boat cuts through the Gulf

A dolphin’s fin breaks the surface

Attracted to the hum of the engines

The sun is warm against our skin

As the aroma of coconut wafts by

The water is cool but not cold

Friends laugh and joke

As kids and dogs frolic on the beach

Sunscreen and cocktails, surf and sand

Welcome to Anclote Key

Written by David A. Ufer

May 20, 2013 at 8:58 am

Two A.M.

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His cell phone lit up the darkened bedroom with its artificial illumination. The blue-white light pierced his closed eyelids a split second before the frosty, icicle-like tone alerted the arrival of a text message. He rolled over and grabbed his phone from the nightstand.

Two A.M.?! Who could be texting at this early hour?

He touched the screen to open the text message application.

“I saw you.”

Suddenly he was wide awake; his heart thumping loudly in his chest. He sat up at the edge of the bed and looked again at the message. There was no phone number, just “Unknown” where the sender’s name should be.

His mind raced. Who sent that message? How could they have seen him? He was always so careful. His skin was clammy with a cold sweat. Damp footprints followed him down the hallway’s oaken floor as he plodded toward the basement door.

He unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door, flipping the light switch as he carefully made his way down the stairs. The fluorescent tubes gradually brightened until the basement was awash in a sterile, antiseptic glow.

There is no way anyone saw me, he thought to himself as he surveyed his spotless man-cave. Man-cave, ha! It was more like an operating theater but as he liked to say, “To each his own”.  The windows had long been replaced with drywall when he converted the basement so nobody had seen him from the outside. He was careful to always pull into the garage and shut the door before transferring his “goods” from the van to the basement. He was very methodical; each and every “run” was planned out to the minutia with nothing left to chance.

He inspected the basement and all its containers and storage lockers with an attention to detail usually reserved for a nosy mother-in-law visit. Nothing was out of place or appeared out of the ordinary. Even if someone did see him, he had nothing to worry about; there was nothing to tie him to anything.

Now he was mad! It was never a good idea to make him mad; bad things happened when he got mad.

He looked at his cell phone again.

“I saw you.”

It taunted him, played with his head.

This is bullshit!

It was time for him to play some head games of his own. He slowly typed a reply to his anonymous antagonist.

“You’re next….”

Written by David A. Ufer

March 25, 2013 at 8:03 am

Begin As You Mean To Go On

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She stood there, smiling

He stood there, anxious

She recognized him immediately

They hugged, greeted each other

Her sweet, delicate perfume tantalized him

He drew in a deep breath

Held it in his lungs,

Filled himself with her scent

The music played, too loudly to speak

They found a table in the back

She had such beautiful brown eyes

An impossibly radiant smile

And a waterfall of chestnut curls

Cascading over delicate features

Her comely, demure nature

Pulled him in,

Heightened his desire for her

An occasional, gentle touch

Set his body abuzz with excitement

He wanted more

They talked through the night

It was easy, effortless

Like they had known each other

For weeks, months even

They walked to her car

Talked a bit more,

And shared a goodnight hug

He held her as long as he dared

The night ended far too soon

She left him with a memory

And hope

Written by David A. Ufer

March 11, 2013 at 7:48 am

Austin, Texas

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Picture by David A. Ufer

Picture by David A. Ufer

Yeehaw! Welcome to Texas, Boy!

So here I am in Austin, Texas for a week of training. I awoke at 3:30am EST to catch a 6:00am flight because I refuse to fly in to or out of Atlanta in the winter time. The flight cost a bit more and certainly left earlier than any flights connecting with Atlanta but it is always worth it! However, it’s only 3:30pm CST and I’m already exhausted!

The University of Texas in Austin is a beautiful campus and this part of town has wonderful architecture and history. I hope I get SOME time this week after class to explore a little bit of this city; if not, I now have one more item on my bucket list.

And congratulations to EVERYONE who ran the marathon today. Wow, the course they ran MAYBE had some flat sections but it appeared to be uphill all the way, BOTH ways! My hat and running shoes are off to anyone and everyone who attempted that race.

Written by David A. Ufer

February 18, 2013 at 7:50 am