The red button called
What would happen when it’s pushed?
Tim couldn’t resist.
The klaxons sounded
Red lights strobed incessantly
Tim quietly left
11/12/2018
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I have many names, Michael, father, son, husband, professor, and that crazy guy with a lot of ideas. I live in northern New York. So far north that Toronto, Canada is south of me. I am married with four daughters and one in heaven. I have a few other blogs if you are interested. I have one devoted to my daily haiku, one that has a satirical look at politics, and one devoted to the robots my team is creating in the physics department. View all posts by Michael
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