Harriman Nelson's Journal

My Friend Lee-page 6
The Creamsickle
The Invitation
Bike Week
The Java Connection
Lee's Tattoo
My Friend Lee-page 33
My Friend Lee-page 34
My Friend Lee-page 35
My Friend Lee-Page 36
My Friend Lee-page 37
My Friend Lee-page 38
My Friend Lee-page 39
My Friend Lee-page 40
My Friend Lee-page 41
My Friend Lee page 42
My Friend Lee-page 43
My Friend Lee -page 44
My Friend Lee-page 25
My Friend Lee-Page 26
My Friend Lee-Page 27
My Friend Lee-Page 28
My Friend Lee -page 29
My Friend Lee -page 30
My Friend Lee-page 31
My Friend Lee-page 32
My Friend Lee-page 24
My Friend Lee-page 23
My Friend Lee- page22
My Friend Lee-page 21
My Friend Lee-page 20
My Friend Lee- Page 19
My Friend Lee-page 18
My Friend Lee page 17
My Friend Lee-page 16
A Short Story
A 'Harry Halloween'
My Friend Lee-page 15
My Friend Lee-page 14
My Friend Lee-page 13
My Friend Lee-page 12
My Friend Lee-page 11
My Friend Lee-page 10
My Friend Lee-page 9
My Friend Lee-Page 8
My Friend Lee-page 7
My Friend Lee-page 6
My Friend Lee-Page 5
Life With Lee-page 4
Life with Lee- page 2
Life with Lee-page 3
Reflections-the 'In Between Years'
My photo-scrapbook album
About Me

Thank God for Lee. I can’t count how many time’s I’m tempted to go on bended knee and make it official.

We’d tracked a UFO that had splashed into the sea, and Admiral Tobin was of the opinion that we were being invaded by little green men bearing  big guns.  There just wasn’t a way to convince him otherwise, invitation to use their transportation pod notwithstanding.


Lee didn’t want me to go alone, though. But this was my call. Turned out the spaceship was here by mistake. And didn’t have enough fuel to go home, at least not until his rescue party arrived. And that would really have been seen as an invasion, especially if we’d used our firepower and they retaliated with a fleet of larger, more powerful crafts that could destroy a good part of the planet.


In any case I promised the alien some of our Strontium pellets and was returned to Seaview. That’s   when Tobin ordered Lee to put me under arrest so he could start global destruction. (Of course, he didn’t see it that way, simply wanted Seaview to fire on the downed flying saucer-and it really did look like a movie mogul’s version of a B movie craft.


Lee began to move, stiff, formally placing me under arrest, then the sly fox dashed out of my cabin and locked us in!


A little while later we were released by a crewman who said the Captain indicated we had a problem with the lock.  Tobin was spouting doom and gloom as Lee used the transport pod to deliver the Strontium and returned shortly by the same odd craft.


The spaceship, now fueled up,  got the hell out of Dodge’ so to speak,  and I still wonder if they’ll remember they were treated as friends.  And I still thank God that Lee believed in my theory that our visitor was simply that and saved the day.

Kowalski's rendition of what the alien looked like to me.

After it was discovered that both Lee and I had seen the alien as ourselves, Kowalski couldn't resist a bit of artwork, pestering us with our descriptions of the inside of the spaceship. Not too bad a result either. That boy's got talent!

The alien as Lee saw it.