November 22.
The strangest goddamn
thing ever, and I mean ever, happened to me this morning. Jeez, my hand
is still shaking as I write this even although the boss told me ‘no
notes, no traces, no records’ but hey, it’s only one little bitty diary.
I had got up this
morning, had breakfast and kissed my wife and prepared myself for what I
was going to do, today. ‘Change the world for the better’ is what the
boss said to me. So last night I double checked everything and the
equipment was all ready. I’d taken it out to the Plains last weekend to
make sure everything was A, okay. It was.
So I took all I needed
up to the top floor and waited. I kind of guessed it would be a long
wait but I was ready. ‘You’re the man’ as my boss told me last week.
Jeez, I nearly died when those folks turned up right behind me. I kid you not. One minute I was alone, the next they were standing right beside me. I didn’t even get a chance to reach for the rifle.
“Did you do this on your own?” Asked the man with the grey suit.
I asked him what he meant. I mean were they Feds or what?
Some guy shouts in a
strange voice that they weren’t meant to get involved, that they would
have to abort the trip and everyone was to return. Sounds crazy? That’s
what I thought. When I got myself together I started to chase after them
as the disappeared around the corner. Then I felt real weird and
blacked out.
When I came to, I heard
one of them say that I would have to be dropped off later. A kind blonde
haired girl, a bit like Marilyn offered me a drink, smelled like coffee
but I turned it down.
She asked me how I was
doing and I said fine, she said that we’d need to wait till the bomb had
gone off before we would return to get me home.
I know this is going to
sound crazy, if anyone reads this – but she said they were time
travellers, that they were on a tour of the big ones: The Crucifixion,
First Man on The Moon (I’m tellin’ you that’s what she said), The start
of World War 3 in 2016 – apparently a dirty bomb went off in….no, I’m
going to stop there you wouldn’t believe me if I told you and the
Assassination of the President – J.F.K. and that was why they were
visiting me. I asked her how she knew and she said she was from the
future and that she knew everything about me including Jack Ruby. Wow,
my blood ran cold when she said that name – how did she know the Boss?
She said that I would be
given a drug or something to make me forget so she could ask me
anything. ‘Did I work alone?’ – I asked her what she meant. Did I shoot
JFK on my own? I haven’t done it yet, I told her. Well are you working
alone? I told her of course I’m not, I am only up in the Depository to
make sure there are no loose ends. There are two guys down on that
grassy knoll that will do the shooting.
She seemed real puzzled
at that. She left me for a while but she returned after she’d seen the
city blown sky high. She told me that the world would be at war within
hours. She had been crying. She’d been on this type of tour before but
never to Dallas or to the bombing.
I’ve no idea what went
wrong but if they did give me a drug to make me forget it didn’t work,
‘cause next thing I know I’m waking up in the Depository again and I’m
wondering if I had taken a stroke or something. Anyway, things are back
to normal, as I write this the time is 11.40am and the President is
late.
bobby stevenson 2015
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