The Story Begins

Thanks for joining me as we relive a golden era of storytelling from the early years of the Atomic Age.

I never was any good at this. — Ponyard Kipling


A raccoon Photo by Adam Muise on Unsplash

Raccoon looked over the fence one more time to be sure before dropping back down. “Okay, a hundred meters to the nearest train car. It’s open ground without much shadow so stay low and go slow. The bulls just went on break so we have ten minutes. Once we’re over this fence there’s no stopping.”