The Lost Vacation

I took a road trip from Santa Fe, where I was living at that time, to New Orleans, creating a loop.

The next year, I was diagnosed with brain cancer. While in a rehab facility, my MacBook crashed. Or so I was told because I have no memory of that time. A tech person tried to transfer all of my work onto a new MacBook.

In the end, I lost all of my screenplays and scripts, and an untold number of photographs.

This is what was saved from that road trip:

This serves as a reminder to save

all of your files in at least two places.

Where am I now? You can find me on Blue Sky.

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