It was several years before she died. In the Christmas package from Austin was (among other things) a little red wind-up AM-FM radio with a solar panel for recharging. I’d always wanted one, and there it was. She must have known or guessed right since she knew me. A radio for someone in the boonies [...]
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L to R: George, Bob, Mary, Helen, Johnny, Joyce, Elsie, Grace, & John
Just look at those happy people! That’s a photo my grandmother labeled “the Farr tribe” from late spring many years ago in Chestertown, Maryland. In the main row from the left, that’s Granddad, Uncle Bob, Aunt Mary, my mother Helen, Aunt Elsie holding cousin Joyce, Granny, my father John, with me in the propeller beanie [...]
September 18, 2003 somewhere north of Chaco Canyon
Oh, my God… I turned this up looking through my photo archives for September 18th. That’s my ’87 Ford F-150 when it was in good enough shape to be my rolling motel. There’s the Swedish camp cot with the antique quilt for bedding, the thermos with the drip coffee cone on top, the single-burner propane [...]
Come back wrecks, the field’s so empty now without you
Behold the modest young dude working his butt off doing dangerous work. You should have seen him going up and down the wall of wrecks using the chains as climbing ropes. This is interesting to me. There was a time I did vaguely similar things, back when bones almost never broke and if they did [...]
Reality is God
Who knows why we did it in the morning, but we had the seeds! [See Part I] The question was, what should we do with them? I’d gone down to Bob’s basement apartment. The weather outside was warm and sunny, but Bob’s one-room “pad” was dim and cool. Bookshelves and a bed occupied one side [...]
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