Just For The Record... My Dog's Name Isn't Huckleberry
...I'm not the David Anthony Durham that this guy with the gun is after. I did not shoot a police officer in Oregon, and I'm not on the run in the woods.
Nobody has ever said about me: "...family members say he slipped into a deluded state and at one point misinterpreted a movie about space aliens for a documentary."
Nor has anybody ever said: "...he managed to climb out of the truck and, dressed in full green camouflage, escape into the woods. His dog Huckleberry followed him..."
Nor: "Even if he is a survivalist, he can only survive for so long. He may like to eat bugs and stuff, but that gets old."
I do not look like this:
I only mention this because several kind folks have written to me alerting me that my name is being splashed all over the Pacific Northeast.
Here's a piece about it in The Bend Bulletin.
Nobody has ever said about me: "...family members say he slipped into a deluded state and at one point misinterpreted a movie about space aliens for a documentary."
Nor has anybody ever said: "...he managed to climb out of the truck and, dressed in full green camouflage, escape into the woods. His dog Huckleberry followed him..."
Nor: "Even if he is a survivalist, he can only survive for so long. He may like to eat bugs and stuff, but that gets old."
I do not look like this:
I only mention this because several kind folks have written to me alerting me that my name is being splashed all over the Pacific Northeast.
Here's a piece about it in The Bend Bulletin.
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5 Comments:
How disturbing...
(location: X-Files/MIB Quarters, somewhere)
No way, Sir.
This time you won't escape. Look at what the Bend Bulletin says:
"He wasn't some anti-government nut expecting a collapse..."
"Durham acquaintances knew him as a friendly neighbor..."
It's obvious: They're talking about YOU. So how can you explain you were there, and here with your family, at the same time ?
Hey, maybe you can beat your doppelganger into print with HIS memoir. Should be a big seller.
Ethan Iktho,
Well, there you go. My neighbors would never described me as a "friendly" neighbor. I'm a grump.
Brian,
Maybe I could write that memoir:
"Me and Huckleberry: The David Anthony Durham Story", by David Anthony Durham and David Anthony Durham.
If it was you, that would be one hell of a makeup job. Talk about chameleon-like survival skills...
Life is weird, ain't it?
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