Knock On My Door, Will You?
A True Story. Mostly. A knock on the door last week, too damned early in the morning…an older middle-aged woman with pamphlets and a bible in a floral dress and sensible shoes bearing close resemblance to Mrs. C, my tenth-grade typing teacher. “Hello, I’m spreading the good word about a 3-day conference in–” “Is this…
Norris-Canyon Cut-Off Road, 9/11/90
Brothers. Bag of apples, sharp cheddar, Sixpacks and loaves of bread: Biblical fare. Binoculars, and a taped-together roadmap. Aspens rusting in meadows gone to gold, the day thick with autumn mist, wanting wool. Appalachian boys loosed in the caldera, hooting camp elk bugles from the highway, taking turns at the wheel and reading out loud…