MY STREET.

My street is full of lunatics. Frankly, Cedar city is chuck-full of lunatics, but the looniest of them all seem to locate themselves to good ol' Cedar Blvd. It's also the Mecca of drug deals and intemperate dogs.

Since I've been biking everywhere all year, I always notice these strange humans lurking out and around their porches, driveways and garages. I started making a game out of it, by using my super nerd brain to memorize where each lunatic lives. I guess that makes me a lunatic worthy of the street I live... 

Anyways. First on the introductions, is  Mr. Vietnam.

Mr. Vietnam is a war veteran, and judging by his ability to walk, I'd say the war with Vietnam. Mr. V. has a jeep and is always wearing his dog tags round his neck. One day he had a garage sale and I went to go check it out before going to work. He had a bunch of crappy toys from his grown children, a rack of scrubs, lots of boxes of books, some pillows, lamps, other odds and ends, etc.

Mr. V. was super friendly when I approached and asked me if I was looking for anything specific, like I was at a regular boutique of some kind. I told him I was just browsing and began with the books. He was just chillin in a camping chair with his cane across him, white hair poking out of an old army cap. Then he went on and on about some dorky series his daughter used to love and directed me to it. I was looking at them, and they did indeed, look extremely dorky. But then I came across an old copy of the Diary of Anne Frank and picked it up.

This then instigated a long, yet brilliant conversation about WWII, Hitler, and Jewish misfortune throughout history. He is one cool old dude. It was a good thing I left for work an hour early, cuz our convo was not brief. Eventually I had to go, but I bought the book before I left.

Mr. V. is my favorite lunatic on my street. He never fails to wave, though I doubt he remembers me. He's just one of those people who doesn't care who you are, where you've been, or where you're going, he just wants to have a good conversation.