<div dir="ltr"><b style="color:rgb(80,0,80)"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">Tue Jun 17</span></b><br><div class="gmail_quote"><div dir="ltr"><div><div class="h5"><div class="gmail_quote"><div dir="ltr">
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">Sleeping in
a bed and inside for two nights: wonderful! The Galls had raised 4 children so
Luke and I had our own bedrooms. Actually Luke must have been
intoxicated. He slept on the couch
in the living room even though Jean had asked him not to. I took an early morning tub bath. When I
asked about the laundry, Jean took me to the basement and put the laundry
in. She returned to the kitchen and I sat in the dining room just off the kitchen. Eventually she sat at the
dining room table with me and continued to ask about the March community. She was upset that Luke had slept on
the living room couch overnight.
She had showed him his bedroom and told him that she didn’t want him
sleeping on the couch. I indicated that was one of the issues I found in the
March community: that the younger generation did what they preferred and didn’t
listen to requests from the larger community.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt">
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">After breakfast we discussed plans
for the day. Luke borrowed a bike and rode into downtown Denver (we were about
15 min, by auto, E of downtown on 26</span><sup><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">th</span></sup><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)"> St).<span> </span>Duane helped
me schedule an appointment with the Apple Store at Cherry Mall. I went in the
afternoon but the Apple Store couldn’t/wouldn’t help me fix my charger.<span> </span>My Laptop is 10 years old and they
don’t service that kind of computer! They referred me to a Mac App shop in
Englewood, but the Galls couldn’t work it into the schedule.<span> </span>Jean cooked a picnic dinner and we went
to the Botanical Garden. We got back home by 9 PM, and there was my electric
bass that Lin had Fedexed to Mark, who brought it to me.<span> </span>We packed lunch and belongings for
tomorrow and went to bed.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)"><br></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt"><b><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">Wed Jun 18</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">We got up at 6, had breakfast, packed
the car, and got over to the Mercury Café a little after 7. <span> </span>Duane and Jean dropped us off, said
goodbye, and left to fulfill family obligations.<span> </span>Those who had their home-stay in Boulder were a little
late. Once the gear truck was loaded the Marchers reviewed the route that went
past a refinery, received masks, and left. This was the day I planned to begin
riding my bike, which was on John J’s trailer parked in a nearby Farmers Market
lot. <span> </span>I got my bike and caught up with the Marchers at the refinery. They paused there and
demonstrated against the refinery with signs they had created before we left
Denver. <span> </span>I continued on the route
because I didn’t have any sign.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)"><span> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:rgb(26,26,26)">It was a 15-mile ride to a high
school. We were told to camp on the soccer field. <span> </span>In the middle of the afternoon we had a thunder shower with
hail. It stopped and we got our tents up. Then it started again. It showered,
hailed, and there was a strong wind. I have been sleeping in the big 9-person
tent. I was in it to get out of the weather when it blew down. Once we put it up
again there began to be a puddle of water on the floor. Zach, a young Marcher
who joined us in Denver, indicated he had a 2-person tent and invited me to
stay with him. <span> </span>I immediately took
him up on the offer. <span> </span>The cooks
moved the meal prep inside the food truck. <span> </span>We ate dinner in the rain. After we ate it was still
thundering and showering. Then the irrigation sprinklers for the soccer field
came on. <span> </span>There were a lot of
people that moved their tents. <span> </span>I,
for one, slept in a very moist sleeping bag!</span></p></div></div></div></div><br clear="all"><div><br></div></div></div><span class="HOEnZb"><font color="#888888">-- <br><div dir="ltr">Peace, David</div></font></span></div>
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