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First they made Cindy  only walk in the ditch . Then they took away the triangular property where they were told to camp. When I arrived we would be towed if our parked car tires touched the pavement, yet it was almost legal for a local neo con car to run over us and they did try to do that daily. Slowly we were accepted enough to relax the rule a tiny bit , but only because of our great effort to coexist. The road to our back dead ended and had about 100 cars and tents on it when we were informed a 20 foot wide combine was coming through in an hour. With 15 minutes to go we took a tape and measured everything. tossing tents aside and anything else in our way . Finally we were down to one car. As the combine approached we actually picked the car up and moved to out of the way . The old farmer and his wife had drove through our camp daily and as they passed we all smiled when finally they lifted that index finger in a long awaited greeting to us. We were not accepted , yet at least respect some.


Patrick came in to camp with his wife .By the time they needed to leave they had realized the momentous possibilities of this effort. Hannah decided to leave Patrick to help. 20 hours a day you could find him at the north traffic entrance directing traffic. If he was not there he was on the bicycle headed for the john. lol. I heard the perfect statement made to Patrick. Where have you not been or done? It seems every person in camp had really lived . I mean really lived. I actually found that what looked to be old nerds actually had led lives we only read about. Patrick I was not insinuating you was a nerd like Buddy ! lol P.S. Were you really the first to survive the journey to Tulum?

Patrick and Hannah's webpage

wildcat_creek@yahoo.com


Calmness seemed to be an illusion. Rarely a day could go by without an incident. As the pro war moment crossed the country to our camp the rumors flew of what was to happen . The presence of Russell Means gave it a whole new feeling. Yikes!  I seriously felt a bit of compassion for what he had experienced and realized we had a common ground.


 


Whats that smell? The hat probably won the tin foil contest. The people of Crawford were tolerant with us . A few of them were ugly and a few were dangerous. The worst problem was that we were confined to a stretch of ditch . It was impossible for hundreds of people to stay in a ditch . Several of the locals intentionally drove through our camp sometimes up to speeds of 50 mph directly into crowds of people before slowing down.  At times I felt they were going to kill someone. 


Chito is the favorite of all volunteers. He sleeps a few hours a night and is constantly on the go. He only lives 10 miles away yet has not been home since he arrived about 3 weeks ago. When the pro war protester crowd gets large, the police form a line. Chito loves to drive by which allows him to be on the pro war side and honk and give them the peace sign.

Beside him is one of our famous tin hats.

We met up with Chito at the Houston Rally . He was driving bus on the lower route and really looked good!

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Bronco was established in Camp Casey when we arrived. He was a quiet, likeable, knowledgeable person . After he had left we were thumbing through the letters written to Bush when we came across this one. Good Job Bronco!

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Patient Zero and his woman came into camp in its early stages. He was headed from California to New Orleans in a beat up station wagon which he said would not over heat if he ran the heater full blast in this 100 + degree heat. . I enjoyed both of them but his antics were a test to the camp. One night they were drinking beer which as not allowed in the camp. The police sped and I mean sped into camp and stopped by his car. Immediately Cindy's Lawyer Buddy jumped out of his tent and got between the police and the car. Buddy convinced the police that he would check the camp for booze and call them if there was any problem. The police left but the camp shivered at the thought of an arrest over beer in the camp. Later I became fairly sure Buddy had called the police to scare our captain zero into leaving or behaving a bit.

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These are a few of my favorite photographs from my different travels. Feel free to browse them as you like. If you want one click your right mouse button and choose "Save As" from the menu.
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These are a few of my favorite photographs from my different travels. Feel free to browse them as you like. If you want one click your right mouse button and choose "Save As" from the menu.
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These are a few of my favorite photographs from my different travels. Feel free to browse them as you like. If you want one click your right mouse button and choose "Save As" from the menu.