Just one hour to go. My last day on the job. Early retirement. Not my idea. Doctor’s orders. Heart condition. Angina, he calls it. I’m polishing my badge and getting used to the idea of saying goodbye to it. It and the 30 odd years of protecting and serving and tears and… blood and terror… triumph it represents. I’m thinking about Ilene’s slow smile, bout the thick, fat steak she picked up at the butchers today. I’m thinking about the one loose end I haven’t tied up. A little girl out there, caught in the hands of a drowning lunatic.
What started c.2002 as an effort to start a free radio station has evolved into an on and off radio station and a somewhat consistent radio show / podcast.
Live on 101.1 in Key Biscayne