Maybe I’m glad I couldn’t bike today.

metro-transit-bus-winterI just waited at the bus stop and then sat on the bus with a 94-year-old man who marched in Alabama with his daughters during the Civil Rights movement. He believes in experiential education. His daughter was just quoted in the New York Times as an expert on skyscrapers and he’s very proud. He’s a retired physician who was on his way to Maria’s to meet a friend who founded the Native American Community Clinic on Franklin because she felt Native folks were being terribly underserved. He thinks fracking on reservations over the wishes of the folks who live there is institutionalized racism. He thinks there is a lot of bad in the world but that children everywhere are so beautiful and intelligent.

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Writer, parent, cripple, queer; worker, dancer. City dweller. Bicyclist. I love whiskey, tea, and cussing.

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