Obfuscation

I’ve often commented on the sense that I was drawn or pulled into a larger story. I found myself intertwined in the narrative surrounding Pan Am 103 on the evening of the bombing in 1988. It hit too close to home, literally and figuratively, for me to ignore. By the same token, I’m also aware…

Epiphany: 4/21/1989

Death was a frequent and unwelcome companion in the early 1980s. Five young friends and neighbors died in the 70s and early 80s; most perished in accidents along Boughton Hill Road. Greg, my best friend’s brother, was the first to die. A victim of a motorcycle accident, it would take years for his brain injury…