I lit up the XR for my border run, for twenty-one years it was nuthin’ but fun. I lived by the river, the San Pedro it’s called, where Coronado crossed before it was walled. Canteen full of agua, air in a can, off to Nogales, a man with a plan. Zigging andContinue reading “Border Run”
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A. A. Allen, Miracle Valley’s Healer
Physician, heal thyself- Luke 4:23 It sits mostly vacant now. A blue Moorish-style dome capping one end of a long Spanish Colonial building. Once it had a smaller orb on top with bright circus-colored stripes. It blew off in one of our violent summer storms and was last seen rolling with the tumbleweeds nextContinue reading “A. A. Allen, Miracle Valley’s Healer”
Runnin’ the Border
Running the Bo It’s been five long years since we moved away from the border. I miss it, but it’s still only 20 miles away. It is a wild and crazy place, full of contradictions. Cultures collide, then mix and sometimes even meld. People are sociable, opinionated and thorny as the Cholla cactus.Continue reading “Runnin’ the Border”
Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies 