Preface:
Hello my friends, today is May 19, I tell you this because I just got out of the hospital
again
. It seems every time I start writing, another one of these
mini-strokes
hits me. I am tired of playing the game of home, hospital, home and hospital again. There is only one option left open to me at this point and that, I am sorry to inform you is to have my head opened by a neurosurgeon. I have a clot, or what they call, an 'Abnormal Venal Malformation' on the right side of the temporal lobe of my brain, and there is something growing unknown growing underneath it. Neurosurgery, by a robot, controlled by a doctor whom I've met in the flesh, is now scheduled for June 7, at 9 AM.
If nothing terrible happens between now and then, I am going to continue to write. Whatever I have done up the morning of June 7, at 3:30 AM, I will post, because I don't expect I will be sleeping much that night. I don't know how much I will have written, or the quality of it, but I will have tried my best to give you something to read, prior to the doctor, and his robot is using a hole saw on my head, later that morning.
If you are young enough to remember the TV show, my surgeon looks a lot like "Doogie Howser" in an elongated version. He is 6'5" tall, thin as a rail, and according to my neurologist, the smartest man in town. That is not bad by my lowly standards. In our discussions, he said I had a better than 60/40 percent chance on my side that things will go well. I wish the odds were better, but with my run of luck this past five years, who am I to complain? Now, let me get back to work. Bob.
Chapter 76.
16 hours after liftoff the Good Luck 1 settled back down in the landing area, with its mission completed. The acoustic units were inoperative for several reasons. Many of them were completely overgrown by the neighboring flora. Others received a less glorious death by bird poop. Without the sun to recharge the solar batteries 24 hours a day the units were useless. Only 7 units were completely out of order but they were close together. Another 12 were on the brink of going under, and they were scattered around, and had to be repaired also.
It was evident from the tracks around some of the unit areas that the larger animals had been testing for a way to get past the invisible fencing for quite a while, but the wall of sound kept them at bay. Finally, they tracked in on a region close to the center of an area where the sound was not so deafening. They herded together, and ran through nearly unimpeded. This breakthrough had been recent, and en masse, which was very good news for the human population.
There was only this one large group, led by the four huge 'Ligers' that had gotten through. They would only have to keep watch for the animals who went through with them to see if they approached the compound. It appeared to be about 25 animals in all, and Newton already had a plan working to keep these animals at bay.
Fixing the barrier presented a problem in reverse. These animals would now be trapped inside the fenced area. Any time they tried to leave the deafening sound would chase them back inside. They would either learn to stay away from the big black ball, the humans, and the animals around it, or they would die.
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"Doctor Daniels
to engineering,
Doctor Daniels
to engineering immediately
. Medical team to engineering immediately."
The medical team arrived just before Hannah did, but only by a hair. Jack was lying on the engineering room floor, with the front of his shirt torn open. Newton was giving him mouth to mouth resuscitation, and Earl was doing chest compressions.
Calmly, Hannah said, "Newton let him go. It is his time."
Newton screamed, "
No it's not, it can't be. He was standing here talking with me a moment ago. He can't be gone. He just can't be."
"Yes, he can son, yes he can.
I've been following his decreasing lung capacity for the past nine months, but we haven't said a thing to anyone, except to Doctor Finch, and Sandy. He didn't want to be treated any different by anyone. He wanted to go about his duties, and yes, he was as stubborn as your grandfather, he wanted to 'Die Like a Man.' He's probably with your grandfather playing rummy with the computer."
Newton chuckled. "It could get mighty crowded in there."
"I'm sure Callie can fit them all in."
Then she screamed at her husband, "Jack, you no good son of a bitch, why couldn't you let me die first. Haven't I suffered enough for one life?"
Doctor Finch took her by her shoulders. "No, you haven't Hannah. Believe it or not we have three more pregnancies due this week, and you are scheduled to deliver them all."
"I wonder who did the scheduling, Joseph?"
"Don't look at me, that's Sandy's job."
Sandy said, "That is one thing Even forgot about with Deep Space Travel. If humans had no television to watch, all they do is screw. The outcome of that activity every nine months is a child; one or two, or more at a time."
"That's right, Hannah. If you and Jack were in that age bracket, you would've added two or three little ones to our population. So, stop complaining, and let's get your husband ready for a wonderful sendoff into the cosmos."
"I'm going to put that prick of his into his tightest jockey shorts. I hope he chafes to infinity."
"He has reached his infinity Hannah. He will return to nitrogen and carbon the elements that make up this universe of ours."
"Joe, call the bridge, and have them make the announcement that my husband is dead. We will land, pick up the others, and then go off into space and send him on his final journey."
"Well said. Now go to work, and get your head out of your ass."
"Well said, Doctor."
As he watched her walk away Joe said to Sandy, "Newton took it quite well. I'm worried about when Gordon hears it and they get together. Tell two of our nurses to get into casual clothes, take two hypos with 2 mg of lorazepam each. If they start acting nutty, hit them both with it."
"You got it, Doctor, but what do I get in return for being your messenger?"
"Something long and hard, and as frequently as you can get it up."
"That is acceptable. Oh, by the way, congratulations daddy."
"Oh no, not again."
"It only makes six, including the two on earth."
"When?"
"6 ½, maybe seven months."
"Are you giving me another boy this time?"
"You have one son to carry on your family honor. Are you complaining?"
"No dear, and I have so much fun making you pregnant."
"In that case, I won't tell you, because I don't know yet. I'll let you do the sonogram yourself. Won't that be fun?"
"I'll put a sign on the door saying female examination in progress. I will have you in stirrups while I'm doing the sonogram."
"Isn't that irregular?"
"Not for what I'm going to be doing to you while I'm doing the sonogram."
"Joseph, you are a dirty old man."
"I am so happy you remembered. Now please trot along and deliver my message."
"Yes Doctor."
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Teddy rushed into engineering and saw Jack's body lying on the floor covered by a blanket. She rushed over to him and held his hand.
"I didn't know God wanted you today Mr. Daniels. If I did I would have said goodbye before you left. You were a good friend to me. You taught me all about the engineering department and answered all my questions regardless of how funny they were. I hope you enjoy where God sends you next because you did nothing wrong in this life and you made everyone you touched better than they were. Thank you for letting me know you."
She turned to Doctor Finch and asked, "What are we going to do now?"
"You are almost 16 years old Teddy, you tell me what were going to do with Jack's body? You should have the procedure memorized by now."
"The only deaths we've had while we were in space was my grandfather's and Doctor Aubrey. I was very little back then. I know where my grandfather is and I talked to him all the time. I'm not sure if anyone prayed over Doctor Aubrey's body or for his soul. They let his body float off the loading dock into space."
"I don't remember if we prayed over his body or not Teddy. I know I didn't because of what he tried to do to us. I don't know if it was the right thing to do, but I don't miss the man. Everything has been on an even keel since he left us. We are going to do the same thing with Jack's body. Several of his friends will carry his body out onto the dock and release it out into space. This time I can guarantee you prayers will be said for his well-being in the next world. You have already said one, and so have I."
Over the annunciator, the captain called for all personnel to strap in and prepare for landing. Teddy and Joe ran to their assigned places and buckled their safety harnesses.
Moments later they could feel the Good Luck 1 descend through the atmosphere of Atwater Luck smoothly and then maneuver to the landing zone. With the fences repaired and a full load of water the ship and its personnel were ready for anything.
As soon as the doors opened and announcement was made for everyone to come on board due to Jack's death. One camera was focused on Gordon Luck.
He threw his rifle to Gray and ran for the closest entryway. Amazingly, that entryway closed.
He charged for the second entry, and it closed, while the first one opened. He screamed like a lion in heat. He turned and yelled, "
Monty, I'll take you up to the gym, on the second floor, the cafeteria, or outside. I have to see Jack."
She replied calmly, "Gordon as soon as you have control of your faculties you will be allowed in this spacecraft. You will not be allowed in one second before. Are we clear on that fact?"
"
Yes, Captain, however I'm not finished with you, but Jackson may not be able to touch you for six months. He may be the sorriest person on this planet, because of what you're doing to me this day."
"
Would you repeat that so my husband can hear you. I wouldn't want him to miss one syllable of that sentence."
"He won't have to hear the sentence Captain, all he will have to do is look at you in your casts, in the infirmary."
Jackson came over the speakers and said, "
Remember wife, where there is a will there is a way. I am sure I will find a way in."
Monty said
, "Oh fuck!"
Jackson replied,
"Exactly."
Gordon said, "You won't have to worry about her arms Jackson, they will be immobilized for a very long time. Her legs will be spread wide and high while they remain in traction, and she won't be able to speak until the hinge on her jaw heals. Everyone knows I went easy on her last time, especially Doctor Finch who had to heal her, and put her in braces."
"You are a man after my own heart Gordon."