Six months before the Pandemic hit, a small older man began regularly appearing at a terrific dive bar in Gold Beach, the Sea Star. Every day and almost all day until the sun went down. I was living near Gold Beach at the time, in a 42-year-old Winnebago in a disheveled RV park a block from the ocean and populated by a cast of characters worthy of a novel. If truth be told, that ramshackle RV was about the favorite domicile I've ever lived in and informed me of all things RV in America, which has come in incredibly handy writing about the New American Diaspora.
Rallying
Rallying
Rallying
Six months before the Pandemic hit, a small older man began regularly appearing at a terrific dive bar in Gold Beach, the Sea Star. Every day and almost all day until the sun went down. I was living near Gold Beach at the time, in a 42-year-old Winnebago in a disheveled RV park a block from the ocean and populated by a cast of characters worthy of a novel. If truth be told, that ramshackle RV was about the favorite domicile I've ever lived in and informed me of all things RV in America, which has come in incredibly handy writing about the New American Diaspora.