As I listen to Korky my brain malfunctioned and started to think about the first time I heard that beautiful melody. Some parts of the memory should be left on their own, and now I remember, again, thanks to marvels of the as always. It was 15 years ago, I was eating my tuna sandwich…
Late Afternoon, IV. Disaster, there was no other way to describe it. As if all heavens came crashing down right where they all stood. Thoughts that his head was busy with as he searched bodies on top of bodies were also grim, perhaps even more so than the scene around him. It was on the…