while I was held hostage in my Coral Sands room by LA's torrential rains I watchd the president speak from my hometown. he was at the community college where Maggie Anderson & I read Sherwood Anderson's "Mid American Chants." he began by mentioning that Elyria mayor Bill Grace (who once proclaimd a Sherwood Anderson Day) had taken him to lunch at Smitty's -- one of Dad's hangouts.
my last publisher John Burroughs just notified me of this video he took of the presidential motorcade passing his house on Cleveland St. how odd to know that Obama went by the other end of Winckles St & past the Chinese restaurant where I used to get take-out for my folks & the funeral home where Dad was laid out.
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