Redwood Summer Chapter 2

Jason hummed a tune he had just heard over his car stereo as he walked through the front door and headed to the kitchen . His younger brother was sitting at the kitchen table talking on the telephone. His father was over in the sunken family room looking at the newspaper while the evening news … Continue reading Redwood Summer Chapter 2

Redwood Summer Part I Chapter 1

For Mom and Dad The ball I threw while playing in the parkHas not yet reached the ground -Dylan Thomas ...almost perfect... SAN JOSE, CA 1990 “So what do you think about this?” Hal asked from the driver’s seat. Jason was knocked off his train of thought. “Huh?” “You know, what’s going on in the … Continue reading Redwood Summer Part I Chapter 1

Fault Lines

(This is the third short story of my history of Santa Clara Valley series) SILICON VALLEY – LATER 1980s “You really want to move out there?” Gina asked. “I think it's a good idea,” Craig asserted. “It's a great idea when you think about it.” Gina felt unconvinced. “But it's so far away.” “Aren't you … Continue reading Fault Lines

Closed Circuit

SILICON VALLEY - 1971 “So what's this meeting going to be about?” Seth asked from the middle of the conference room table. “Not sure, but I think it'll be something good,” Gavin answered from the other side of the table. About a dozen other employees were sitting around the table or milling about the conference … Continue reading Closed Circuit

Almaden

SANTA CLARA VALLEY - 1964 John struck a match, lit a cigarette, and looked across the maintained rows of green leaved plum and apricot trees under the midday sun as he tossed the burnt match to the ground. Past the trees in the distance he saw a construction crew on a recently cleared lot. He … Continue reading Almaden

The Hill

          Jason was enjoying a warm, summer day at the beach with his girlfriend and all their friends, then a pulsing buzz suddenly dissolved the image and pulled him out of sleep. His arm reached out and shut off his alarm clock. He groggily opened his eyes. The red digital numbers of the clock glowed … Continue reading The Hill