I saw Red today                                                               2014-10-30 12.13.14

This isn’t a blog about the World Series or even Nebraska Football.  I love to walk on the bicycle path near my office and make it a regular habit to walk at noon.  The half-hour jaunt gets me out of the office, into the fresh air.  The exercise clears my mind.  The morning pressures almost melt away.  Though I have been doing this for over thirteen years (with varying frequency) I never get tired of the same stretch of concrete connected to the MOPAC trail that leads to the east of Lincoln, Nebraska.  This trail, built on the abandoned Missouri Pacific Railroad bed, leads eastward nearly to the Missouri river near Omaha.  It is frequented by bicycle enthusiasts, runners, workers out for a noon break, and mothers with their strollers.  The trail is lined by a wide variety of trees and shrubs casting shade and showering their fall leaves over the casual walker.  So what was red?  As I left the concrete path not far down the white rock MOPAC a fluffy red fox rustled the leaves, glanced my way, then scurried quickly up the berm disappearing in seconds.  I kept walking smiling at the sight.  I have never seen a fox as I walked along the trail.  I continued my walk, keeping my pace quick.  Squirrels chattered above, a blue jay drew a crowd of angry sparrows all flitting away as a bicycle rushed past.  There was silence for a moment, then the natural sounds began again.  As I reached my farthest point I glanced up, just in time to see the beautiful black striped body of a downy wood pecker head topped with his red cap gliding across the path from tree to tree.  The west breeze now full I my face I returned to the part of the path, now covered with concrete, then back to my office and the completion of my day.

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Aside from loving chocolate and coffee (not necessarily in that order) Scott McPherson has learned that he loves to write. He writes fiction and, so far, has published two novels. Scott has many varied interests, though he tries to focus on one at a time. He has worked for nearly thirty-five years as a family physician, a pass-time that gives him great pleasure and pays the bills. He has five daughters and dotes upon three grandchildren. Recently married, he really loves life. Scott writes from his life experiences and from travel. His career in the active Air Force was brief, but he has been a member of the Nebraska Air National Guard since just before 9/11 in 2001. The aftermath of that great disaster changed the face of the Guard and led to missions in far-away lands. He has spent time in Turkey, Iraq, Spain, Crete and Guam in missions related to support for Iraqi Freedom and Enduring Freedom. He has been to Iceland and Antarctica as well. Scott has no personal experience with violent death or murder, but has gained knowledge from experts. In his first novel, “A Step Ahead of Death,” his character, Jack Sharp MD, becomes embroiled in a murder mystery. First as suspect, then as amateur sleuth, Jack tries to make a difference. He finds himself right in the middle of an investigation well beyond the scope of a local murder. A man of faith, Scott traveled to Africa with his small family in the 1980s and served as a medical missionary in Zaire (known as Congo today) with a church organization. The vast difference in what it takes to exist in such an environment served as a basis for much of his second novel, a thriller, “Congo Mission.” His character, Jack, is twenty years younger than in the first novel. In “Congo Mission” Jack serves as a physician in a missionary hospital in the jungles of northwestern Zaire. There he is not only captivated by a young woman visiting the region, but falls victim to his nemesis Jacques Levant. His motivations and faith are tested and his resolve to do God’s work gets pushed to the limit. When he is not writing Scott enjoys walking, a practice that actually led to his first attempt at writing a novel. He began making notes and writing prose about the mundane things around him. He tried to make the details sound interesting, even though it was just for his own pleasure. Eventually he found that he could expand his prose to “what if?” “What if I just kept walking?” “What if I, or my character, found a dead body in the ditch along the side of the path?” That was the premise for the first novel, “A Step Ahead of Death.” Scott McPherson is an avid trombone player and has played since he was nine years old. He marched in the Cornhusker Marching Band at the University of Nebraska and now takes advantage of one free football game a year by playing in the half-time show with the UNL Alumni Marching Band. He plays in the Lincoln Civic Orchestra and a community band from the nearby town of Waverly, Nebraska. Scott loves to sing as well, though his range seems to have diminished in recent years. He has sung in college and church choirs and remembers performing parts of Handel’s Messiah as a highlight of his singing experience. One little-known fact about Scott is that he once sang soprano in a boys choir. Scott plans to keep writing as long as the ideas flow and others show interest in his stories. He loves to interact with other writers or readers about what has become a passion in his life. Reviews are always welcome as are questions and comments.
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