A late arrival
FCBA West Coast Day 3, June 4, 2017 As we were leaving home for the airport a court official pulled up in the driveway to serve me a witness subpoena for a court date in mid-July. That seems so distant now that I’m gone, just as Orlando and all the life that it holds for me in the future. These escapes I take with the Fuller CenterBicycle Adventure are a suspension of one reality to be submerged into another. My “reality” is working in a fantasy world where “experience” is fabricated, duplicated, and sold to a world-wide market millions of times over- where you can have all the fun you want as long as you don’t imagine or create it yourself. Queue up to color life, but stay within the lines. This line I’m about to take is white and on the shoulder of the road. It borders endless possibilities and fires the imagination as America, the real America, unfolds under our wheels. Since 2013’s ride I’ve been involved with the Fuller Center for Housing in some manner; though no...