This story came on TV at a pivotal time in my life, just before I learned to drive. Before I became involved with computers. Before my life went down the track that took me to where I am today. My life would have been so much different if I had went totally the way of the outdoorsman. Watching the episodes again after almost thirty years, I am openly weeping at the end theme of the show. Denice thought "Our Song" was "Psycho Killers" by the Talking Heads. I was gobsmacked when she could sing the Grizzly Adams theme. That really was "Our Song". I am having the loss, almost three years ago, come crashing in on me again. The one woman who really got me, understood me, torn from us so cruelly.
I just want to go into the wilderness. Hopefully forget the grief, and remember the joy.
There Is Still No Antimemetics Division
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I read and enjoyed *There Is No Antimemetics Division* in both text
forms, and it turns out there's a short film, as well.
It's well done, and if...
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