Becoming A Medium Member
While am waiting for my laptop to synch to the mainframe
My thoughts wander behind the cubicle wall somewhere a small town in Arizona
The town was one of many on the Mother Road, ROUTE 66
The Dairy Queen opened in 1960 the young kid at the drive-thru window tells me
Its pitch black because this little town is being by-passed since its children the I-40, I-10, the US60 and many others sprang up
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The trains are the only transportation running nonstop all day and all night thru its old buildings and homes
The Wig Wam still welcomes travelers here on what is now Hopi Drive at the West side of town
A bad chapter doesn’t mean a bad ending. As long as there’s another sunrise, hope still has work to do. 🌞
Should I sub monthly or yearly
Should I be a special member to help out other writers
Just thoughts
