Title：Frank J. Derfler - History and Time 01 - A Glint In Time.azw3
- Title：A Glint In Time (History and Time)
- Author：Frank J. Derfler
- Publisher：GreatGuyBooks
- Date：2008-06-24T04:30:00+00:00
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BEACH HISTORY
Monday, June 5, 19951300 Central Time ZoneDestin, Florida
Excerpt from the Personal Narrative of Dr. William E. Wirtz, PhD
Recorded May 2006UNCLASSIFIED
"About that time in 1995 I was like a deer in the headlights. I was an ostrich with my head in the sand. Pick your analogy. I had no idea what was going on. But yet, I probably wouldn't have done anything very differently."
Sally Langley had the heel of her right foot on the accelerator and toe on the brake as she downshifted her new BMW 325i convertible from fifth to fourth gear to pass the heavy lumber truck moving eastward on US 98. The highway had many two-lane sections as it meandered along the Gulf of Mexico. She was ready to move after staring at the license plate of the tractor trailer and eating its dust for almost ten miles. Despite the dust, Sally was glad to be on the road and away from Atlanta. She needed a change of scene, her last boyfriend was ancient history, and a few days of work at double her normal fee with an advance already in the bank was too good to pass up.
She slowed down to the speed limit and watched for her next turn. A piece of paper with her driving directions was clutched in her right hard. The trip odometer showed the correct distance since the last turn and there was a road coming up, but no sign she could see. She took the turn, flshtailed a little on the gravel, uttered a quick "Damn", and headed for the beach. As the faxed instructions described, the yellow stucco house was at the end of a sand driveway off a gravel road. The side of the house she saw was level with the top of a dune, but it was evident that the side facing the beach was open and expansive. She stopped for a moment after she got out of the car to look around. Sea oats and a few scrub pine trees sticking out of the sand passed for landscaping.
Her knock was answered by a young man with a short haircut, glasses, tattered shorts, and a tee shirt. As the door opened, Sally noticed the blast of cold dr
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