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Drama on the Night Watch: The Dreadful Winter of 1974-75 on Skid Row, Seattle

In the Time of COVID. Day 163 August 19, 2020. Drama On the Night Patrol The Dreadful Winter of 1974-75 Skid Row, Seattle An alcohol culture pickled The Skid’s for a little over a mile from Belltown to Pioneer Square. Along First Avenue, it snaked through the warrens of the Pike Market, down Post Alley, … Continue reading Drama on the Night Watch: The Dreadful Winter of 1974-75 on Skid Row, Seattle

Village Life

In the Time of COVID. Day 123 July 19, 2020. Village Life I live in a small village, have for 35 years. We are so small … (How small are you?) We’re so small we don’t have sidewalks. We’re so small we don’t have a mayor or a town cop. We’re so small we don’t … Continue reading Village Life

Night Train to Sapa

In the Time of COVID. Day 94 June 20, 2020. Night Train to Sapa 14 times zones west of California, we found ourselves bundled into a taxi. Evening was approaching Hanoi and the streets were frenetic with traffic. A mass of scooters with 2, 3, 4, and even 5 riders on each, a flowing logjam … Continue reading Night Train to Sapa

Mustache

In the Time of COVID. Day 88 June 14, 2020. Mustache As a teen I loved Art-House films. Once, I was in the third row, slunk down in my seat. My eyes were fixed on the movie screen. A gentleman fortune-seeker arrived at a remote, storm pounded, ferry terminal. Confused, he entered the waiting room … Continue reading Mustache

The Wayward Brother

In the Time of COVID. Day 80 June 6, 2020. The Wayward Brother He called himself the ‘Cherokee Shoe Doc’. He wasn’t Cherokee, he just wanted to be. If it wasn’t for him being “Born Again” he would have sworn on Burning Sage he was a big chief in a past life. I never asked … Continue reading The Wayward Brother

Brownsville, Texas

In the Time of COVID. Day 75 June 1, 2020. Brownsville, Texas Covid quarantine is an order that most reluctantly accept, while others quiver and refuse to tolerate limitations on their freedom. How did we get this way? Quarantine and it’s sibling, house-arrest, hung out in Brownsville when I rolled into that dust strewn, Texas … Continue reading Brownsville, Texas

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