Sep 29, 2006
Sep 24, 2006
Socrates in Gridley
Shot Mass today. Helped my Papa set up for his youth group.
R___ A______
He might be the closest thing we have to an extremist in this town, of the intellectual variety. Like Socrates--short, pot-bellied, ugly in appearance and demeanor--he's harmless. But he may end up just like him, the way he bombards people with his politics in town. The Priest even runs away from him, sheesh.
R___ A______
He might be the closest thing we have to an extremist in this town, of the intellectual variety. Like Socrates--short, pot-bellied, ugly in appearance and demeanor--he's harmless. But he may end up just like him, the way he bombards people with his politics in town. The Priest even runs away from him, sheesh.
Gridley also had Zelda and the Mid-Nite Cowboy--whom we hope rest in peace. They were loners, permanent Gridley drifters who always made us ask questions, even though they may not have talked politics.
Labels: Gridley California, socrates, the midnite cowboy, zelda
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