The Devil and his devoured book
I have been looking for an outlet to this story for quite some time. I work in Nordeast so I typically ride the 6 downtown then transfer to the 10 or i just ride the 17W. This particular day I was riding the 10. After crossing the bridge on Hennepin, a man entered the bus. I was reading so i didn’t pay much mind to him. He was an older man wearing black jeans, and a black coat. Wrapped loosely around his neck was a red scarf. Continue reading ‘The Devil and his devoured book’
Disciple of the Devil Man
My wife, myself and then eleven year old daughter had attended the campaign rally for President Bush at the Target center, a few years ago. Because we anticipated a great deal of parking problems we decided to take the bus, I believe it was the 5H at the time. The rally was too loud, but was interesting. When we got on the bus to return home a fellow near us starting speaking in a very loud, agitated voice! Continue reading ‘Disciple of the Devil Man’
