A Rainy Fourth of July

Over the weekend, I thought about going to Washington, DC for A Capitol Fourth. I’ve gone twice before, so it wouldn’t have been anything new, but I’ve been feeling the creeping need of late to spend time in, as they like to call it on CBS’ BrainDead, “this town.” But the weather forecast for theContinue reading “A Rainy Fourth of July”

Replacing the Beetle — Starting Up a GoFundMe Fundraiser

My friend and companion through many adventures over eleven years, my Volkswagen Beetle made its last ride the week of Memorial Day. Now I need to replace it, and for help with that, I’ve started a GoFundMe campaign. Who are you? I’m Allyn Gibson, a writer. I’ve published some short fiction over the years, includingContinue reading “Replacing the Beetle — Starting Up a GoFundMe Fundraiser”

Life in Dallastown

Last weekend I ran into one of my neighbors in my apartment complex’s laundry facility; she was taking her laundry out, I was taking mine in. She and her husband live in the building across from mine. Two winters ago, I helped them dig their cars out after a particularly nasty blizzard. Otherwise, I’ve neverContinue reading “Life in Dallastown”

A Breakdown on the Expressway

This is a thing that happened. The Beetle broke down on 83 coming home tonight. I’d stayed at the office until almost seven working on the UK supplement, then headed home. Somewhere around Belfast Road, the Beetle seemed to be sluggish, underpowered. Near exit 31, on the long upcline, the console beeped at me andContinue reading “A Breakdown on the Expressway”

The Marvelous Adventure of the Big Dig

At midnight, I went outside. The snow had stopped at last, the sky had cleared, off, and an almost full moon was high overhead. It was peaceful. There was almost no sound. No cars moving on the roads in the distance. As the snow fell last night, piling up against a lamppost near my apartment,Continue reading “The Marvelous Adventure of the Big Dig”