Fairfielding
Here I am in Fairfield, Iowa at the public library. I’m visiting my mom, who will be 55 on Friday(!) It’s been very “time warp” being here, familiar and foreign at the same time; every other face I see I know from the past. This is my first time back to the hometown in almost 4 years and I am so glad I don’t live here anymore. There’s a mustiness in the air I think most small midwestern towns have, even one populated with Transcendental Meditators. Anyway, I ate dinner last night at one of my all-time fave restaurants and am just toolin’ around town today with Mom. It’s not like there’s much to do here, but I have thought of taking a snapshot of the outside of every residence I had in Fairfield - about 15-20! I will post a photo montage here when I return to Portland.
It is unreal being here…