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Wednesday, June 6, 2001

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I woke up before my alarm and was ready to go before 6:00 am. I just missed the 17 bus heading east, so I walked west along Prince. It was beautiful and almost cool. I passed the old, repainted drive in and past an old Dairy Queen. They are both across the street from a school and must get business from the kids. I passed a Salvation Army and on to Oracle where I turned south.

The cemetery was on the other side of the street and the trees were so thick and crisp in the early sun that the shadows beneath were like looking into a forest, with a lot of white stones. A plane flew low and slow on it's way to land. The airport is on the other side of the city so I'm always surprised how low they are this far away.

At the bus stop just north of Grant there was a circle of soda bottles about one foot apart and five feet in diameter, with some free apartment magazines and newspapers in the middle. It looked like someone tried some inexpensive magic.

I walked past all the old motels from when this was US 89 and the main route through town. I think all of US 89 in Arizona is gone now, replaced with AZ 89 and incorporated into other roads. It's sad as it was a main road running from the Mexican border to the Canadian border. It skirts the Grand Canyon, runs through Yellowstone and past and near so many wonderful places.

All that's left in Tucson are old motels, most of which have seen better days but they are so original and unique unlike most motels today that look so much alike.

I curved around to Drachman as the main route turned east and took 11th south to Speedway. From there it was a lovely walk through the park at Speedway, past all the homeless who gather there, and through the historic district to work. It was nearly five miles, but I felt so good. It's been a while since I walked that far this early.

Now I'm going to spend the evening watching "The Longest Day" based on Cornelius Ryan's book. I did a paper on that book in my American History class in high school. My teacher was one of the best teachers I had and I would have enjoyed his class even if he hadn't told us marine jokes and anecdotes about his WWII service with the marines in the pacific. I think it's one of the best war movies.

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Rachel Aschmann 2001.
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