Editor:
Is this Carbondale? As I ride my bike down First Street on a sunny Sunday afternoon, two diesel pickups decide not to slow as they pass each other and myself at the same time, almost pushing me into a parked vehicle. What is so important on a Sunday afternoon that someone can’t tap a brake?
Is this Carbondale? As I pedaled on, I stopped in KDNK and glanced at the community board and listened to some great music and smiled. Ahhh, this is Carbondale.
Later, reading the local papers about carbon footprints, the war, recession, illegal immigrants, and European marching bands, someone popped their clutch and left a nice cloud of smoke for me. Is this?
It’s sunny, it’s Sunday, the bench is warm in front of the Pour House and I wonder, “Where is he? Where is the king of Main Street? Somebody tell me, where is T. Ray Becker?
Is this Carbondale?
Andrew Patterson
Carbondale