02-14-2021, 11:00 PM
Driving deep into Joshua Tree Park in a ‘78 Buick Skyhawk, getting off-road before sister suggested we turn around. It was nearing sundown, and now I know there would have been nothing but meth labs... and probably worse... that far out.
As a kid, climbed a 40-50 foot apricot tree. Ended up hanging by one hand brown trouser scared. Made it down in one piece.
Twice been face to face with jumpy police as a fairly large 6’3” Black man. Once when a liquor store clerk “accidentally” pushed his robbery button, the other when I stepped out of my apartment to see what the commotion was after hearing a scream from the floor above.
Luckily my grey haired, but grizzled neighbor lady, revolver in hand, stepped out of her apartment too just before the cops charged up the stairs. Together, we looked more like Samuel L. Jackson and Helen Mirren in some lost Agathie Christie mystery than perpetrators.
As a kid, climbed a 40-50 foot apricot tree. Ended up hanging by one hand brown trouser scared. Made it down in one piece.
Twice been face to face with jumpy police as a fairly large 6’3” Black man. Once when a liquor store clerk “accidentally” pushed his robbery button, the other when I stepped out of my apartment to see what the commotion was after hearing a scream from the floor above.
Luckily my grey haired, but grizzled neighbor lady, revolver in hand, stepped out of her apartment too just before the cops charged up the stairs. Together, we looked more like Samuel L. Jackson and Helen Mirren in some lost Agathie Christie mystery than perpetrators.