What A Difference A Day Makes & 054 Remember Melissa Hickson? (Agent Amanda Story)

Good Morning Ted and Jody:

I have had two very good days in a row.  Yesterday morning I had a long discussion with a fellow about the current political situation. Stephen is a Trump supporter.  Other than little shortcoming he thinks and knows both the Constitution and history.  This is the second conversation I have had with him.  I am learning a lot because he can explain his position and by extrapolation the position of other Trump supporters without name calling.  Stephen is a former Ranger, law school student, and engineer.  He is a devote Catholic.  An interesting mix of backgrounds and training.  I hope to have a lot more such conversations.  I know he thinks the “establishment” had forgotten the average working stiff.  He thinks the establishment is unresponsive to their supposed constituencies.  He is right.  Both parties have left their bases out of their calculations for public policy and running the country.  Elected officials are too responsive to the moneyed interests they think are responsible for paying for their elections.  

One off the wall idea he has is to outlaw the use of air conditioning in Washington D.C. The idea is the representatives of the establishment are too comfortable in their digs in D.C.  Stephen is fully aware that DC was built on a swamp and has a vicious climate in the spring through fall.  He would make policymakers and administrators uncomfortable.   To be effective at making the establishment’s lackeys uncomfortable I would think the ban would have to be for all federal employees and registered lobbyists and have a range of 350 miles from the Capital.

It was a bright sunny day.  So, I took off into the Cascades again yesterday.  Sunday I wore several layers and had to bundle up by pulling the strings on my hood to keep out the mountain cold air.  Yesterday, I barely needed a sweater.  “What a Difference a Day Makes.”20170403_1336 3 shot Panorama ns email.jpg20170403_1344 3 shot Panoramans mail.jpg20170403_1348 7 shot Panorama ns email.jpg20170403_1349 9 shot Panorama ns email.jpg20170403_1416 9 shot Panorama ns cropped email.jpg

Again I took photos of several family groups against the backdrop of Mt. St. Helens.  One family was from Upstate NY near Buffalo, one from Tennessee, near Knoxville and one from Adrian, MI!  I find  it intersting that people in the face of the local scenery are so easy to engage in conversations.

I hope this finds you in good health, attitude and with both central air and heat.

I hope this finds you in good health, attitude and with both central air and heat.

Warmest Regards, Ed

054 Remember Melissa Hickson?

Fiction in 647 words by T. Edward Westen


Melissa Hickson, five foot six, blond and sunburned, walked into Dave’s Address of Convenience, pulled out a mailbox key, opened box 3452 and took out the envelopes, all forwarded to her care of Sylvia Chu.  While clearly on surveillance camera, Melissa smiled and nodded to the camera before she left.  Walking across the street to a diner she took a seat near the front windows and watched Dave’s Address of Convenience.  Within seconds of taking her seat, the waitress came holding Jessica Ann Hickson’s hand.  “Jessica Ann got a tip for taking bread sticks to Mr. Kieslowski,” said the waitress. 


Jessica Ann bursting with pride and decorated with a smile proudly held up a quarter.  “I got a tip, Mommy.”


Melissa Hickson smiled at her daughter, handed the waitress a ten spot and said, “So, you are apprenticing my daughter, Chloe?”


“We all have to start somewhere,” Chloe replied.  “Jessica Ann is the best waitress apprentice in the pre-5-year-old category.”  Looking at Melissa, Chloe said, “So, how do you like being a blond? 


Alice smiled and took off her blond wig.  She got wipes out of the bag she had left there and expertly removed her sunburn.  A few minutes with a pancake makeup, eye shadow, and liner then topping it off with lipstick she was a brand new and different woman. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement across the street. ‘Just as I suspected, that same dude is lurking about,’ she thought as she watched tall balk man survey the street. ‘I’d say he is a cop she thought.’


Chloe was speaking “Where are you, Melissa? Jessica Ann asked for ice cream, can she have some.?”


“Sorry, I was thinking about being a blond,” Replied Melissa.  “Yes, Jessica Ann you may have some ice cream.”


Across the street, Special Agent Fleishman stepped into an alley between Dave’s Address of Convenience and Norm’s Leather Goods. Seeing no one around he pivoted.


Appearing in the stairwell at Police Headquarters he

went up the stairs to the detective squad two steps at a time.  Entering the squad room, he saw Detective Philipson working at his desk.  When the Detective finally noticed him Special Agent Fleishman said, “I think I may have struck pay dirt.”


Detective Philipson asked, “You found Sylvia Chu?”


“I saw a Caucasian female picking up mail from the box number we know the Melissa Hickson financials go to from her publisher,” said, Special Agent Fleishman.  “Can we get a warrant for setting up a surveillance camera on the box so we can get an identification of the person retrieving her mail?”


“We may not need one,” replied Detective Philipson.  “Does the place have its own surveillance cameras?”


“Yes, I saw cameras there,” said Special Agent Fleishman.


“Well then, let’s go ask Dave if we can watch his tapes?” said Detective Philipson.


Special Agent Fleishman asked, “Shall I drive or do you want to?”


Detective Philipson laughed out loud, “Have you ever driven a vehicle?”


Special Agent Fleishman bowed his head and feigned looking sheepish. “No, I never got a driving permit at any time.”


Detective Philipson said, “Do you mean in any time.”


Special Agent Fleishman laughed quietly and said, “Yes, I stand corrected. So you want to drive?”


“What the hell, why don’t you wiggle your finger or nose of whatever it is and just take us there,” replied Detective Philipson.  “It would be quicker and cheaper.”


The two men disappeared.


Appearing in the alley

between Dave’s Addressee of Convenience and Norm’s Leather Goods, Detective Philipson and Special Agent Fleishman emerged from the alley that Special Agent Fleishman had just entered.  Sitting in the Diner across the street while Jessica Ann ate her chocolate ice cream and chatted with Chloe, Melissa Hickson noted the two men and thought ‘Yes, they are both cops.  Time to change my mailbox address.’


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6 Responses to What A Difference A Day Makes & 054 Remember Melissa Hickson? (Agent Amanda Story)

  1. Eddy Winko says:

    I hadn’t considered the reduced carbon emissions of the future. Hopefully it will be in time to save those pristine mountain views which you have captured so well.

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  2. beetleypete says:

    The mountain vistas are spectacular indeed. Living in a very flat place, i appreciate them a great deal.

    Melissa/Sylvia is just too good at this. I sense she will trip herself up sometime soon.

    Best wishes, Pete.

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  3. What a beautiful day to take photo’s! The mountains and blue sky look lovely. They’e going to have to be quick to catch her. 🙂

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