The Pipe I Was Thinking Of

I just thought I’d share something with you all today. This here:

is the pipe I was thinking of when I first got the idea for “The Pipe” from my book Bones Buried in the Dirt (available from Amazon, Tattered Cover, of the Bookworm in Omaha).

I didn’t actually live anywhere near this thing when I was a kid, but we used to drive by it now and again. I’d see it and think about it.

I suppose the fans are there to keep people from walking out on it, which is exactly what made me think about walking out on it. I never did, but that pipe would make me think about it every time I saw it. The image bubbled around in my head for many years, and eventually morphed into the story in the book.

Anyway, not a big thing, but I thought I’d share.