Sitting in solitude outside at the WC3 cafe in Woody Creek enjoying the serenity of a beautiful sunny day, I do see more clearly now. It’s great to be back in the Rockies, yes John it makes me feel born again, I love the Rocky Mountains where everybody’s high and sometimes crazy enough to touch the sun. I run into legendary Mary Hayes in front of Carl’s Pharmacy the day I arrived in town. Until that moment I was beginning to think I am just a holographic image that won’t burn out and go home. No one really sees me. I feel transparent sometimes until someone acknowledges my presence by blessing me with a warm hug. She asks me that question everyone always asks, “where you living?” My answer is, may the poet of peace walk anywhere on earth (placing my hand on my heart). Saying, this is my home! Stopped by the Gonzo Museum to see what author D.J. Watkins is up to these days. The Tony Prikryl photo exhibit is well worth a visit, seeing money in an artistic form is an interesting perspective. The two dollar bill caught my attention at the Gonzo Museum hanging on the wall. Have you ever heard the saying, “he is odd as a two dollar bill or queer as a two dollar bill?” Isn’t it strange how innocent things get bad raps. I now have reversed my prejudice for the two dollar bill. Looking closely at the bill hanging on the wall at the museum I discovered it has the signing of the Declaration of Independence on the back of it with Thomas Jefferson who outlined our Declaration of Independence on the front. I now find the face value of the two dollar bill more interesting than any other denomination.
“Put not your trust in money, but put your money in trust.” — Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.