The proof shall set me free
In the name of fiction I tell a lot of lies here at this blog. I also write some truthful stories. But it’s not always easy to tell the facts from fiction. I suspect that some people believe the made-up stuff I write and other people doubt the true accounts. The former doesn’t bother me much, but the fact that some people don’t believe me, even when I’m telling the truth, is troubling. I wish you could have seen the deer couch or the clowns driving cars, but you didn’t, so I just have to live with the fact that a lot of you read these stories and shake your heads, thinking, “Oh that Jack.”
On rare occasion, though, I get the opportunity to prove to you that a story I wrote is in fact true. This is one of those occasions. It doesn’t get any better than this. Quite some time ago, I wrote a story about a flight I took from Dallas-Ft. Worth to Tucson. On that flight, at cruising altitude, somewhere over New Mexico, I happened to look down and see, in very large letters, the words “Eat Pecans.” I’m talking HUGE letters. I couldn’t believe it myself, so I never expected any of you to believe me when I wrote the story. Except that I was telling the truth. And now I can prove it. How sweet it is!
Go here first to read the story and then here for the proof.
(Thanks to Jeremy for pointing me in the right direction.)
10:07:55 PM 
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