Captain Burger's American Dream

Captain Burger's American DreamCaptain Burger stepped from the red Eldorado convertible and stood for a moment under a magnificent oak tree whose thick branches and sharp metallic-green leaves afforded protection against the heat and glare of the sultry June morning. A sweet fragrance dripped from the leaves, the fragrance of early summer, of promises and memories, of newly awakened dreams. In a direct line from the tree under which he was standing, some 20 or 30 feet farther on, was another exa...