Thursday, June 23, 2011

i-Pad Mad

On our way to the Blue Bridge, we spotted Dean and Cody hauling some firewood to their campsite. We followed them and met up with their roommates Ray and Robbie. We enjoyed a little picnic under the Blue Bridge--pie included!

We continued on the path and discovered a shortcut to Perch's Path. Very exciting indeed.

Tonight the i-Pad made its maiden voyage, filming reflections and taking pictures of ourselves with our buddies. It even managed the Internet at St. Bernard's, which was a true necessity, seeing as how wee needed to engage in some research about Dennis Rodman.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Baby Bottoms

Spider tat and a sewn side,
Sobriety jungle and extremely cordial,
Laugh and smile, cringe and worry,
Sometimes the night seems mysteriously blurry.

Casper's red at St. Bernard's,
Mosquitoes interrupt, Kimse the pup,
190lbs and an empty belly,
This is an awful lot of peanut butter and jelly.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Friendships beat Groceries

Far from the Akron center, deep in the woods live an ever- growing number of people. They're mostly shunned by society. When they emerge from the woods to the streets, the expressions on people's faces make them feel little, so the woods are a comfort away from judgement. The kids pictured don't bring judgement into the woods with them. Instead, they bring open minds and hearts, and they listen to the people who welcome us into their homes. There are no masks here, and there's no need for any. Everybody on these Wednesday nights sees everybody else as an equal and a friend. All is quite a refreshing breath. Pure acceptance. Pure freedom. Pure humanity.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Watch for moving traffic

First, there's no need to drive around a stopped car to race across the train tracks. Just sayin'.

We yelled out and then caught up to Dean who was walking the tracks back to his campsite. After his wife kicked him out, he walked to his uncle's, but there was no room. That's left him in the woods and short stints in jail. There's a growth behind his eye, but he brushes it off as if it's nothing more than a mole.

We stopped by Bronco's where we met a lively Dirk who excitedly showed us his ever-increasing number of tattoos, including the Gaelic design on his calf. We joked about his comment about the picture of Mr. Horinger on the tracks.

Also present was Robbie, an '83 graduate of Hoban. He told us to keep on the path we're on and told me to stick to studying so I get into a good college--I needed his advice 19 years ago.

Oh, and "if ya don't feel gorgeous, you don't look gorgeous."