Living in the trailer in the corner of an apple orchard in NW Albuquerque. Just off the zanja. Horace rented it to us for $30/month. I believe we were there 2 months. He built his house himself out of adobe brick he made. Worked in the stock yards in the 1960s. Used to get up @ 3am, work on building the house for 90 minutes, then go to work. I liked Horace. He was a good guy. It was a quiet lane. I built an archway and a chimney while we were there for a contractor (his own house) just down the street.
Month: February 2009
this is a photo taken by my father in ABQ., NM. circa 1995. It was during my ford marriage, born of gasoline and good nature, when we were living in a trailer and traveling around the country. I enjoyed building that wall. I know John Fante is proud of me.
This photo was taken at my birthday party in 1988. I am standing in front of Nathan Marsak’s hearse. There are other photos from this event which will eventually surface.
This photo is of note because it is the quickest way to explain why my wife refused to even say hello to me even though we were in the same department and shared the same advisor–who confided in me that we were soul mates. I laughed when Jasper told me that. Character is fate, as I remember reading somewhere. . .