CHRIST! “8:45,” says the radio. Still shaving. It’ll be halfway up the Silver Strand already. Don’t rush, don’t rush. You’ll cut yourself. “Can you find my wallet!” I yell. I’m running round hauling trousers on. ...
Across the street, in the Transit Store, Vic Leftwich guides two of his special ed. students toward a camera.
Posted December 15, 1994
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