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February 5, 2017 Vic Socotra

Our Suburb

Windowed boxes of wood and brick, Islands in oceans of short green grass, Populated anonymously, with cars Changing as the decades pass, Silent, orderly, subdivided, subdued, Tree-lined dream of the middle class… copyright J.P.N. | Poetry, Etc., From Kanagawa, South of Tokyo, Japan www.carllafong.blogspot.jp

February 5, 2017 Vic Socotra

The Day After

(Saying farewell at Arlington National Cemetery) It was April 16th, the Day After the funeral. The pictures had been posted, the toasts were raised at the wake at Willow. The haunting sound of the highland pipes covered the retreat of hundreds of officers and Sailors from the grave site. Mac’s earthly remains were given over […]

February 5, 2017 Vic Socotra

Life and Island Times:Three Immigrant Gringos

Life and Island Times: Three Immigrant Gringos After traversing the Pacific Coast Highway to Los Osos, they were treated to a home cooked dinner and visit with Augustus’s sister in law Flo and her extended family. There was much discussion about politics and the economy but none about what the riders had seen or experienced. […]

February 4, 2017 Vic Socotra

Desotos

(Boomer takes that critical first Happy Hour order. Photo Socotra). The people and employees at Willow seem to blend together into an ersatz, if quite real, family. When things were going well at the restaurant, all was right with the world. When there was a shake-up in the personnel line-up behind the bar, it was […]

February 4, 2017 Vic Socotra

Life and Island Times: Down in Monterey

The next day and half were off days. Rex’s wife wanted to see him and visit Napa valley and Steve was rejoining the group. This revised their travel schedule. So after much wine and rest was had, “three days of understanding” were on tap down in Monterey. It was easy for Marlow and Steve to […]

February 4, 2017 Vic Socotra

Hugging A Tree

The bark is rough against my face My arms, too short, to wrap around The girth of the god of this forest place, Me, a few decades’-worth of meat And fat, the tree has seen hundreds Of seasons, through cold and heat, Twisted by winds, it has grown Into a giant, and I, embrace its […]

February 3, 2017 Vic Socotra

Way Down Yonder (In Vietnam)

(Boomer behind the bar at the Amen Corner. Photo Socotra). Willow was bustling, and it was with good reason. The last Friday night of the month was the fabulous Buffalo Night, in which Tracy O’Grady re-creates the most famous sandwich to ever come out of Buffalo, New York: the astonishing ‘Beef on Weck.’ BOW is […]

February 3, 2017 Vic Socotra

Life and Island Times: Hell’s Anvil

The Pacific coast’s volcanic mountains were this day’s west coast riding focus. The first eight miles along their southward US97 trek was a long winding four lane hill climb up from their Columbia River valley floor motel at Biggs Junction to the high plains of north-central Oregon’s wheat belt. Once on the plain they could […]

February 3, 2017 Vic Socotra

DMV Or Dentist’s Office

Staring at the coffee-table-book, Tired, wrinkled magazines, I sigh, and take another look, At the plastic clock on the wall, Of this waiting place, the Clock hardly moves at all… copyright J.P.N. | Poetry, Etc., From Kanagawa, South of Tokyo, Japan www.carllafong.blogspot.jp

February 2, 2017 Vic Socotra

Life and Island Times: West Coast

The coastline from corner #2 to southern California is a near continuous mountain ridge of cliffs and sandy and rocky beaches. In many areas the mountains and coastal sea cliffs are volcanic in origin. When the lava rose along the sea coasts, hot and boiling, great blow-holes formed, and hardened to make caves. These are […]