Monthly Archives: November 2017

Down and Dirty in Denver

By the time we get to the city, the bus won’t go into any gear but first so we head straight to the nearest dealership and park in the lot. My boyfriend looks straight ahead out the windshield, I notice … Continue reading

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Every Dog Must Have His Day

Once we get the bus repairs finished, we keep traveling south and west, stop each night to cook our brown rice over a camping stove. The state parks are almost deserted except for a few late travelers like us.  We … Continue reading

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Escape

I find another boyfriend at Goddard, younger than me but he wants to ditch school and take me and Caitlin to California, he loves the idea of a ready-made family. I like the idea too.  I am determined to leave … Continue reading

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Summer and Smoke

I fall a little in love with a man who is hanging around the campus like me. Turns out he is a Goddard drop out who never left, he used to stay in an abandoned log cabin but it burned … Continue reading

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Mere Anarchy

We only stay in Bethlehem for a semester because Peter decides to attend Goddard College in Plainfield, Vermont, a school which people  have actually heard of for something besides drugs.  It has a real administration, real teachers, and history that … Continue reading

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All Downhill from Here

So in September 1969 we load up all our furniture and of course the baby carriage and move into a rented house about a block from downtown Bethlehem, if there were any such thing there as a block or downtown.  … Continue reading

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Salami Redux

It is such a relief being back in New York, for me and for Peter too.  I don’t think Michigan was very good for him.  As soon as we get back he stops drinking cough syrup and starts losing weight, … Continue reading

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