SELL THE MONKEY, A memoir…Looping back
Trajectory: Day 3th
Galen’s mind: flip-processing like a pinball machine plotting points of origin across a pewter sea.
Leaving Port Townsend May 10th, 2018. This lovely Victorian seaport looks pretty much the same as it did when I left in 1998 to make the elephant documentary.
Experienced a lovely memorial service for my friend, Sam Hamill on May 9th.
Day 13: Then off to Bemidji, Minnesota to visit my buddy Roy Blackwood from 1968 (Chapter: Buddha Luck). Wonderful time in a country that reminded me of summers in Alaska.
Lake, 2018, Bemidji, Minnesota, 2018
Then dropping down to lovely Savannah, Georgia, and the land of my childhood.
Day 17: Headquartered in the lovely old Savannah home of Alvin Neely (Chapter 23: The Scent of Gardenia) This grand old Victorian house was built by the Baldwin family in the 1890s.
Day: 20: The beaches of my childhood, both on Folly Beach, South Carolina and St. Simons Island (Chapter: The Tides of Folly)
The House on Tradd Street, Charleston, South Carolina, 7th grade. We lived on the top floor of this victorian shotgun apartment.
( Chapter Seven: Migrations)
In this duplex lived a boy, a dog, and a monkey. (Chapter: Sell The Monkey)
Ida, her monkey Abie, and me, 1949, St. Simons Island
The house as it looks in 2018: The screen porch above is gone, and the front bottom enclosed, a chimmney and back addition added. No monkeys, however.
Day 33: Desoto Springs: this extraordinary retreat and lake, is owned by my cousins, near Blakely, Georgia, where I was born. I had the honor of doing a book event in the Blakely library.
Not far from Blakely, Georgia, I discovered a new elephant sanctuary being built on a lovely 400 acres of land, orchestrated once again by the indefatigable and passionate Carole Buckley, who founded the sanctaury in Tennessee several decades ago.
Leaving Savannah for Gainesville, Florida for a book event at Hector’s Gallery, celebrating what would have been Lennie Kesl’s 92nd birthday.
I look forward to seeing many friends of Lennie…and mine.
I’ll be posting the second part of the journey from that event.