Monthly Archives: February 2018
After it became apparent that recapturing Escobar and his henchmen was going to take time, Javier and I settled into a routine. I continued to wake up at three or four in the morning, never looking forward to that ice-cold shower that could bring back the dead. We’d hang out between the U.S com room and the Pablo hotline phone center. We ate our meals at the casino and grew to enjoy what there was of them. (I swear, at…..
Me with portable signal detection apparatus strapped across my chest
People of my generation grew up watching westerns and movies about the greatest generation. I was especially drawn to the old black and white movies made about the allies working behind the lines. Usually these movies involved downed RAF pilots or British spies…..