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JayBIRD

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joined on 03/09/07
last updated 07/27/09
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Intense!
That is my impression of this year.
Everything from the art to the people and to the weather.
and may I add sexy to that description.
every where I looked people were locked up in a tight gyration.
and others say they saw nothing but dust.
interesting place this is where being in the right place at the right time is essential
time is in a warp zone anyway which puts another twist on it
or maybe its the non stop drinking water and peeing in a jar
music all night,warm light in the morning, and dusty wind in the afternoon
Damn I love this place!
....more later ...time now to see my photos....
Fri, September 11, 2009 - 10:54 AM permalink - 2 comments
 
Well its official, Big Flower Parade on Saturday at 11:30AM
Bring your flower or take one of mine we are all going out to the Temple and plant them.
Wed, August 26, 2009 - 6:29 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
So this year we are not on the Esplanade, too bad. I liked the view of the Man. Oh well, we are just a block in at 8:30 on the street that starts with an A. The Star dust lounge also is at 8:30 so we will be close by them. Also some big camps near by so we will have power without the generator. I am getting all pumped.

I will be hauling a small trailer this year instead of over-loading my truck. I am already packing things in it saving my truck for food and bedding. My wife is coming this year so I have extra stuff to bring. Like lots of water for showers, her favorite thing to do.

Our camp is mentioned quite a bit in the what-when-where book. I don't read that book myself but it is nice to know when an event is planned at my own camp. It cracks me up to see everyone making plans and then never keeping them. I am guilty of that every year.

Do come and see us. Look for the flowers. Burn on.
Tue, August 4, 2009 - 11:47 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
This will be my fifth year to make flowers to take to Burning Man. Every year I plant them at the Temple and watch them burn.

This year our Camp, Fantasy Fun-house/Wheel of Karma will host a parade on Thursday noon. Bring mementos and get a flower painted on you and we will all go out together and Plant flowers. This will be the first time to do this with a group. Hope you can join us.
Mon, July 27, 2009 - 9:20 AM permalink - 1 comment
 
Okay, I live in a rustic old cabin in the Santa Cruz Ca. redwoods yet I still have early childhood memories of New Mexico.

Specifically northern NM in the the town of Dulce. It was the wild west back 50 years ago. I was only ten yet they let me ride big horses and do stuff a kid would not normally get to do. Those people were my heroes back then and they still are today. Their English has gotten better and so has my Spanish so we talk about the old days.

My Dad was the old "chief" as my cousin put it ,the last of his generation. Not a Herrera. In fact there wasn't a "Herrera" in the bunch. He married my mom who was a Herrera and so the story goes and the name never got passed on but the family grew and 300+ made it back this year. Faces change and memories are forgotten and then it all comes back again and you remember those faces and they got older . Even I got older judging from the photos.

The kids keep coming. And some are riding big horses just like I remembered.


Sat, July 11, 2009 - 2:40 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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A good poem

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we are the puppetts

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This changed my Life...

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what happened to me

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Rita Kraft and baby Connor
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My friend Rita is dead and I want to know why.

She was put in jail 7 months ago for telling her counselor the truth about a mistake she made. Stress got the best of her and she dropped her baby off a 20 foot balcony.

She was only 19 when she got pregnant with her son Connor. It turned her life around. She stopped smoking and drinking and started eating healthy and learning about how to take care of her new baby. She had never had a baby before but the mother instinct set in and she became a good mother.

I liked Rita and visited her often. I witnessed first hand the love and care she gave her new son. He was always clean and fed and happy. I watched her give her baby quality attention. She put him first ahead of herself like all good mothers. The father was an invalid that was unable to help and only gave Rita more work. He drank a lot and did drugs all while Rita took care of him and their baby. I looked at Rita and saw a true saint.

It was very hard to believe that she did what she did and dropped Connor. Things happen under stress and she was definitely under stress living with no car up in the mountains taking care of a little baby and her boyfriend on crutches.

Rita told me that her family was not involved in her life. This made me even feel more sorry for her. I visited her in jail a few times and left a little money on her books. In fact that was what I was doing the day she died. I was at the jail to schedule a visit. The lady behind the desk looked at me funny and said she could not schedule a visit for Rita but she did take $20 for her books and told me to call around 4PM to schedule. When I called I was told over the phone that she had passed away earlier that morning.

The last time I saw Rita was April 24th in the evening. She normally had a smile on her face but this time she was crying hysterically. It took her awhile to compose herself enough to talk. She said that some of the inmates were giving her grief and that she will be so happy when she gets out. It was hard to witness Rita in this state of despair. She is so sensitive and the people were so hard on her. Only one more week and she would finally get a trial and she felt strongly that she would be vindicated.

I personably know what it is like in the SC jail. I spent five days there myself for a false charge and know how brutal the conditions and the people, both guards and inmates. I am a strong man and she was a fragile young girl and I can't even imagine the torment she had to endure for seven months and not even know where her baby is. Why was she there for so long? Who killed her? Her inmate that could get drugs?

I think the system failed her and ultimately killed her. She was the most beautiful person and should never have been put in a place like that with criminals and insensitive cops. I got one last letter yesterday from her and it was a hard one to read knowing that she lays in a morgue. Her love was the kind that will never die. It is sad that her son will never know her. It is a sad world when a beautiful person like Rita gets a raw deal and life goes on like nothing happened.

We love you Rita and always will. Life was too cruel for you but I know you are in a better place now.