My customary comings and goings are pretty prosaic. Walks to the Publix for groceries, to the CVS for batteries and vitamins and stamps. Cash from the credit union, reading on a bench behind Mary’s Cottage. A lovely view of the park from there. I walk the Swamp Rabbit to let off steam, and as the […]
I was startled early yesterday morning when a man digging through a sidewalk cigarette canister dead ahead of me went a wee bit bonkers, kicking the pavement with his incongruously clean work boots and shouting in short, nonsensical bursts. He didn’t look well, either. 20s, maybe, but ossified. White T-shirt dingy to an uneven shade […]
The natives will tell you that downtown Greenville used to be as homely as a dead or dying mill city can be. That’s mighty homely, if you don’t know. Not quite the smoking ruins of Dresden or present day Detroit, but a sad, sad sight just the same. My one and only exposure to pre-renaissance […]
