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Paul, Kevin and Paul
a/k/a
Gretschel, O'Grady, and Oliverio
did what came natural
to New York hippies
in the summer of '68:
we drove to California
Gretschel was our leader
He had already visited
California twice
that summer
that summer
O'grady was our philosopher
His Jackson Heights reefer
His Jackson Heights reefer
was superior to the Pauls'
Flushing foliage
Oliverio was the wheelie:
the Bug was a graduation gift
from his parents
We drove more than
7000 miles in ten days
but the car had only
666 miles on the odometer
before we left Long Island
The fun and the follies
were immeasurable
and unforgettable
But this page is about
a very small moment
when Kevin was reading a book
in the back seat
of the bug
I was in the passenger seat
and we started talking about
the book: Albert Camus'
The Stranger
The Stranger
I had read it
as a high school senior
Gretschel was driving
and was disengaged
from the discourse
Kevin mentioned that
Camus died in a car crash
We were somewhere
in the Rocky Mountains
when the driver asked:
Didn't Camus write
The Myth of Sisyphus?
I didn't know the answer
but Kevin did
The answer was
YES
I asked
"Did Camus also write
Myther SissyFoot?"
Okay, this trio
consisted of
two intelligent
New York hippies
and one idiot
who wasn't smart enough
to include any photos
on a travelogue page
The answer was
YES
I asked
"Did Camus also write
Myther SissyFoot?"
Okay, this trio
consisted of
two intelligent
New York hippies
and one idiot
who wasn't smart enough
to include any photos
on a travelogue page
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