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About Bob Boren

I'm just a guy living the dream in Redondo Beach, CA. After putting in 30+ years at a large aerospace company, I am now retired, and can do what I'm interested in. My main interests are writing and music. I'm a cellist and play with local amateur Symphonies and Theater groups. I've also got the urge to wander with my lovely wife Laura. This blog is going to be mainly about our travels via RV and other means. I'm sure I'll flesh this out more as time goes on.

Bugout Part 15 – TV Night

Bob:

The next chapter of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

Everybody in the room was silent, starting at the TV screens, listening to the pundits discuss the threat from North Korea. Then a man in the middle of the room broke the silence.

“C’mon, folks, the North Korean ICBMs can’t get to us. We’re too far inland.”

“Some of us have family on the west coast,” shouted a woman close to where Frank and Jane were sitting.

Jane stood up.

“Yes, both of our kids are on the west coast,” Jane said.

“One of mine is in Hawaii,” said another person.

“My son is stationed in South Korea,” said another woman. She was crying. That hushed the crowd. Another woman walked over and hugged her.

“Well, folks, I suggest we try to calm ourselves down,” Hilda said, standing up.

“I agree,” Jeb said, also standing up. “There’s nothing we can do about this now, and besides, those idiots running North…

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Bugout Part 14 – Special Bulletin

Bob:

The next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“Oh, no,” Jane cried.

“We don’t know what happened yet, honey. Don’t jump to any conclusions. Those flashes can be seen for a long distance,” Frank said.

“It’s our little boy,” Jane said, sobbing. That was too much for Frank. He broke down and cried too. He got up and hugged Jane.

“If it wasn’t real close like Marina Del Rey, he’s probably going to be OK, honey. The wind is going to blow the fallout to the east,” Frank said, looking at her face almost nose to nose, holding her head. She stared at him with wet red eyes.

“It will be on the radio soon. Let’s turn it up,” Jane said.

Frank nodded and turned up the radio. It was on a commercial.

“Maybe we ought to have another drink,” Jane said.

“No,” Frank replied. He pulled his chair right next to Jane’s and sat down, putting his…

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Bugout Part 13 – No Safe Harbor

Bob:

Another chapter of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“Oh, no, are they talking about what I think they are talking about?” asked Jane. She had a horrified look on her face.

Frank glanced over at her, eyes wide open, shocked.

The radio announcer continued with the story.

“Seattle police are working out a way to evacuate as many people as possible. Prevailing winds will probably blow the fallout east, which is going to make evacuations more difficult.”

“How close is Portland to Seattle?” Jane asked.

“Too close for comfort, but Sarah will probably be alright. The fallout is blowing to the east, and she’s south.”

“Should I try to call her?”

“Yes, but I’ll bet you won’t get through,” Frank said. He felt numb.

Jane tried to call on her cell phone as the radio announcer continued.

“The blast in New York harbor has caused tremendous damage in lower Manhattan, Brooklyn, and Jersey City. There are no estimates…

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Bugout Part 12 – The Next Level

Bob:

Another episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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Frank and Jane got out of the pool and picked up their towels. Jane felt naked in her bathing suit as the two officers watched her dry off. Frank sensed that, and placed himself in front of her, blocking their view.

“You guys can use the clubhouse to talk,” Charlie said. He walked towards the doors of the clubhouse, with the two officers following him.

When Frank and Jane got through the door, the officers were sitting on one side of the first row of benches, and motioned for them to sit down on the opposite side. Charlie was puttering around in the other side of the large room, trying to remain within earshot.

“Sorry to bother you two,” the police officer said. “I’m officer Bannon. This is Lieutenant Humphrey from the US Army.”

“Good to meet you both,” Frank said. “I guess you already know who we are.”

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