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    <title>Gather: Articles by Basil Sands</title>
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      <title>Two Words....It Came...By Sacred Consent...</title>
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      <description>By Sacred Consent 

 (c) 2007, Basil Sands  

   

 It all started here 
 A short story 
 Containing two words 

 As prescribed by someone I never knew 
 
 Fuzzy Edges 

 That's all it took . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 09:38:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-05T09:38:13Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Here Be Dragons...</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977083862</link>
      <description>&amp;quot;Here be dragons.&amp;quot; 

 Mitchell held up the map and showed it to his companions. 

 &amp;quot;That's what it says.&amp;quot; 

 Freddie looked at him with a sardonic . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 18:53:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977083862</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-08-12T18:53:37Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Karl's Last Flight - Free Audio Book!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977072699</link>
      <description>My first novel, &amp;quot;Karl's Last Flight&amp;quot;, which first came out here on Gather is now available as a free audio book in MP3 format on my website, www.basilsands.com.  Please check it out . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 07:34:26 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-08-01T07:34:26Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Karl's Last Flight, Chapter 1</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976976064</link>
      <description>Karl's last flight
(c)2006, Basil Sands

Sweat ran off his face in late afternoon sun.  The heat was dry, burning his throat and lips with every inhalation.  How in the world did he let this . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 19:52:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-05-04T19:52:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Faces</title>
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      <description>Faces
©2007, Basil Sands

The budding green tips
Of the birch along the stream bank
Peek from their resting places
As they uncoil in the warm spring air

The stream beneath me bubbles
Along it’s . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2007 00:17:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970731</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-29T00:17:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 40</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970250</link>
      <description>Chapter 40

Columbus Memorial Hospital
January 18th, 2012

Hogan was aware of his friends standing over him, although he wasn’t sure how long they had been there or, for that matter, how long he . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:18:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970250</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-28T03:18:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 39</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970244</link>
      <description>Chapter 39

Two days after the Ohio State vs. Michigan game, Francis Beauregard Snively was sitting in the posh office of Snively Wholesale Shoe Distributors.  His business had been brisk and quite . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:15:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970244</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-28T03:15:09Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 38</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970242</link>
      <description>Chapter 38
 
Picktown Ohio
9:55 pm

Billy Z pulled the white Chevy Impala into a quiet area of Sycamore Creek Park in the city of Picktown.  He followed the dirt road  that led around the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:12:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970242</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-28T03:12:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 37</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970238</link>
      <description>Chapter 37

Hogan ended the cell call with Andy Fleiss and was putting the phone back in his pocket when shouts came from between the RV’s where the team had followed Ring. 

“Get out . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:09:33 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-28T03:09:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 36</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970234</link>
      <description>Chapter 36

Billy Z was following the route he had been given on the gps unit.  He had just turned from Olentangy River Road onto King street when he was surprised to see a man flagging him down.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:05:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-28T03:05:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 35</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976970233</link>
      <description>Chapter 35

The phone on Paul Hogan’s desk rang loudly, waking him out of the deep slumber he was enjoying in his office chair.  Mike Farris rose from the couch along the wall as Hogan answered . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 03:03:01 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-28T03:03:01Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 34</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976963634</link>
      <description>Chapter 34

Ronald Henderson was a train engineer extraordinaire.

“Most people think that being a train engineer is easy.” He often told his wife, “Because they think that hey, you know, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 04:26:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-20T04:26:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 33</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976963630</link>
      <description>Chapter 33

Saturday October 29th, 2011
South of Columbus Ohio
0300 am

Billy Z., legally known as Detective William Coffee, had been an undercover narcotics officer in Columbus for five years.  He . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 04:23:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-20T04:23:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 32</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976963627</link>
      <description>Chapter 32

Friday October 28th, 2011
FBI Headquarters
19:30 pm

Farris and Hogan had spent the entire afternoon and evening in the area surrounding the Ohio stadium inspecting the security and trying . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 04:21:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-20T04:21:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Karl's Last Flight, Part 1</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976958672</link>
      <description>Welcome to Karl's Last Flight.  This is the abridged version of my first novel, about a astronaut who is unexpectedly earthbound and struggling for his life in a situation he had . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 18:00:01 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976958672</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-14T18:00:01Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 30</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976952388</link>
      <description>Chapter 30

Friday October 28th, 2011
FBI Headquarters
11:30 am

Hildegard Rottbruck stood quietly beside Mike Farris as he described to her and Paul Hogan what had happened to Harry Johnson at his church.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 18:43:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-07T18:43:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From The Pulpit, Chapter 29</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976952375</link>
      <description>Chapter 29

Friday October 28th, 2011
2:45 am
State Route 16, east of Columbus Ohio

On the drive back to Columbus Mike managed to fall into a deep sleep for what felt like hours.  As the deepest . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 18:29:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-07T18:29:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From The Pulpit, Chapter 28</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976952359</link>
      <description>Chapter 28

Jajce, Bosnia
September 1998

Captain Farris lay very still.  So still that several mice had actually run over his back and scurried away without even taking notice of the presence of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 18:16:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-07T18:16:07Z</dc:date>
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      <title>HEAT......</title>
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      <description>The heat had been unrelenting in this east African desert.  For all the months that Captain Farris had been in this land the temperature had hovered near one hundred degrees or higher every day.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 06:38:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-01T06:38:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 27</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976947254</link>
      <description>Chapter 27


Billy Z picked up his cell phone and dialed the number linked to the name Jazzy Jeff in his contacts list. 

“Sup?”  said the deep voice on the other end.

“Yo, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 05:27:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-01T05:27:00Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 26</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976947252</link>
      <description>Chapter 26
 

The Crime Scene Investigations team from FBI Headquarters was going through the wreckage of the van in the Mound Builders Country Club parking lot as paramedics checked out the three . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 05:21:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976947252</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-04-01T05:21:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Sometimes I wear pink</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939368</link>
      <description>Sometimes I wear pink
©2007, Basil Sands

Sometimes I wear pink
It’s not intentional most of the time
It just happens
I’m a big, somewhat muscular guy
I was a Marine even
But sometimes . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:56:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939368</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-23T07:56:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 25</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939365</link>
      <description>Chapter 25

Thursday October 27th, 2011
FBI Regional Headquarters
Office of the Ohio Valley Anti-Terrorist Task Force
Columbus Ohio
6:50 pm

Mike and Hilde entered the FBI building to be met in the lobby . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:42:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-23T07:42:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 24</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939363</link>
      <description>Chapter 24

Thursday October 27th, 2011
FBI Signals Intelligence Communications Room
Columbus Ohio
4:18 pm

“YES!”  Andy Fleiss shouted as he jumped up from his desk.  “YES! . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:40:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939363</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-23T07:40:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From The Pulpit, Chapter 23</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939358</link>
      <description>Chapter 23

Jajce, Bosnia-Herzegovina
July 1998

A hundred yards to the east of the house with the sand bagged position Captain Farris and Gunny Johnson setup an observation point to watch that building . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:31:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939358</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-23T07:31:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 22</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939356</link>
      <description>Chapter 22

Damon Clark’s hand trembled as he pointed to the warehouse by the river. 

“There it is.” He said, his eyes darting back and forth as he tried to stay low in the seat. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:29:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939356</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-23T07:29:23Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 21</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939350</link>
      <description>Chapter 21

Thursday, October 27th 2011
FBI Regional HQ
Columbus Ohio
Interrogation room
10:30 am

“Where’s my lawyer?”  demanded G-man, aka Damon Clark. “I ain’t talking . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:25:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976939350</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-23T07:25:55Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 20</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976934403</link>
      <description>Chapter 20

Thursday, October 27th 2011
Mr. White’s warehouse
Columbus Ohio
08:45 am

The image on the TV screen was motionless for what seemed like an eternity.  Allie fidgeted nervously with . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 18:00:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976934403</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-17T18:00:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 19</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976934400</link>
      <description>Chapter 19

Jajce Bosnia-Hertzgovina
July 1998

Later that afternoon, as the hot summer sun hung in the sky, waves of shimmering heat dancing off the asphalt pavement of highway E761, Johnson and Farris . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 17:58:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976934400</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-17T17:58:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From the Pulpit, Chapter 18</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976934398</link>
      <description>Chapter 18

Wednesday, October 26th, 2011
Ohio State University Campus
St. John’s Arena
19:36


Chrissie Fine was a five-foot tall, blonde haired, hazel eyed and very petite, 21-year-old college . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 17:55:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474976934398</guid>
      <dc:creator>Basil Sands</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-03-17T17:55:40Z</dc:date>
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