The Reuben Sandwich

Toothpick Tales

My first Reuben sandwich came from an airport deli. To be precise, I was at D/FW Regional Airport, Terminal 2E (American Airlines), on a sunny spring day, in 1977. I wasn’t traveling and I wasn’t meeting anyone. I was there just for fun.

When I was a 12 and 13 years old, I used to ride my bike to the airport just for fun. That’s the sort of thing I did while other kids were playing sports or hanging out at the mall. Yes, I was a little odd.

In some ways, going to the airport, by myself, made me feel connected with other people. It was an interesting way to observe people, without being obtrusive. I imagined stories about the people I saw and dreamed about the places that they would go to and places they had been. I was living life vicariously by watching others but it poured…

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I am a writer. My works are featured and sold at amazon.com through book sales. I have a few locations where I can be found on the internet but no website per se for any good reason of my works yet. Principally, following me on to Facebook (at Facebook.com/redcrosse10999), links visitors to other sites that are basically the same redundancy as the Facebook location. I hope to have a redcrosse10999.com website someday, but that isn't in my immediate plans at this time. (Meanwhile, you may visit my other blogs at both brutimperialantarctica.blogspot.com -- which is a Blogger site by Google & also at brutimperialantarctica.wordpress.com -- which is another native of WordPress, which I believe may also be a Google company. But my Facebook page has a sidebar link set that will help you navigate to other pages which may or may not be included links on any of these (interesting) blogs. Have a happy day! (I wish I had an emoji for this bio. Very little else is interesting with me.)

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