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You've waited beneath the surface long enough... time for the name of the winner to rise and take the crown.
Literati! Mike Stang is the third of five finalists in our Beneath the Surface contest. Here's a story about anticipation and, just maybe acceptance of the inevitable. Two more finalists to post...I keep checking the windowsill for Sparky, our carrier pigeon. Must be disoriented by all the smoke that still hangs in the air in Moscow like the blur of a man in love.
For those of you new to our site, we have two ghosts whose living spirit helped shaped our website. One was Peggy Dobbs who delivered home-spun tales in her final years on the planet, and the other was that irascible cowboy Gary Clark. Freud said "Immortality is being loved by many anonymous people." Our website gave these two immortality. Mike Stang, remembers, again, and misses, still, our beloved Ghost Writer in the Sky.
The plan had been for Mike Stang to come to Oceanside when Gary rode into those dusty streets, hitched up his pony to the Towers, and we were all going to swagger over to The Flying Pig to drink women and ogle other people’s beer, after inviting everyone who ever visited the site to come by in the hopes they’d pick up the tab, which we figured would be as large His Moiness’s ego, Stang’s heart, and Gary’s bull (Bob).