Temporary Archive: Suzanne Brockmann's Message Board

and imaginatively covered bits an pieces of every story I told and kluged them into one fine piece--but alas poor Erica--(oh I know its urek) we were inbound on a mission in South America--that was about ten minutes from the last time I was dry for about ten tens--no one was getting that close on the helo ride out and I was, dare I admit it to myself, not quite as handsome in the morning--so to speak--the photo probably would have recorded the ---scent?