Kirby's Coach, on the farm road between Mechlinburg and Odessa, New York...
I was playing pool with a Backpack Touring Woman named Janis, when she looked up from her bead on the 8ball, and looking right straight at me, said, "I dont suppose that Romance turns yer stomack(grin)?".
heh heh eheh heh ehe heh ...still makes me laugh, rememberin'. Specially, since she convinced me that she WAS Joplin, post mastectomy. Said she was living in a Collective Community outside DeKaulb Junction, N.Y., with a man named Crow. Come to think of it...she might be still there. Has anyone seen her lately?

And is there anyone left who remembers Onondaga Nite at the Landmark Theatre in Syracuse, the year Dennis Banks was harboured in the LongHouse? The message I heard delivered by the Nation's Cheif was
"There's a New Wind Rising...and it's the Women!"

How many of the 2000-plus people there in Harry's Landmark that night in the mid-eighties, are still around to remember? and keep passing the Words?
Hanta Yo, Sagebrush