By Jeffrey S. Bell
(Note: Jeffrey Bell was a good friend of Paddy’s and a fellow writer at Butner Medical Center. Paddy particularly liked this story.)
Stephen Ryder was trekking through time. His mode of transmigration wasn’t a DeLorean or an H.G. Wells style time sled, but a red Porsche convertible. And his time portal happened to be the Pennsylvania Turnpike. As he sped west through the humid summer night – the top down, Dark Side of the Moon cranked up over the rushing air – he traveled back into his life.
Stephen’s time trek began when his sister called to tell him of his father’s death. Though his father hadn’t been ill, the call wasn’t a surprise, he had lived far longer – being a heavy smoker and drinker – than any of them ever expected.