April 12, 2026
Rebecca Edwards and I are working on the next doubletruck for The Tombstone Epitaph and I'm featuring my sketching encounter with the legendary Zonie, Gail Gardner, back in 1985.
Rebecca said she couldn't use the jpeg of my sketches (too small) and she wanted to know if I have anything higher res, so I went out into the garage to look for a box of Arizona Highways I bought in 1985 just so I could grab the original article in cases just like this one.
Couldn't find it. What I did find was a ton of photos from the past which I am having a hell of a time dating. On one, it's very obvious, on the others, well, you'll see. . .
Dating Myself
I remember taking this photo when we were walking down a side street in Opodepe, Mexico and I looked over and saw this cat sunning himself in an open window.
(circa 1990)
The reason I say, circa, is because Deena was maybe ten when her school in Cave Creek did an exchange with the school in Opodepe, Mexico and we went down there for a very enlightening exchange program. While there we hiked up to a bacanora still high on the side of a mountain and I took this photo of the entire village in the distance.
Two of my best friends, long gone and I miss them every day.
at Boots Nightclub in Phoenix
(maybe 1983?)
The Generation at The Doll House
on Speedway Blvd. in Tucson, circa 1966
(me on drums)
(it is a giant fort that was besieged by Alexander the Great and it is at least ten times larger than the Alamo)
Other times, the date on a photo I find is carved into my head—in stone.
(waiting for the exact time, 2:30 to start)
"The past is a foreign country. They do things differently there."
—Old Vaquero Saying







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