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Posts published by “Bruce Anderson”

If I Can’t Have Her, Nobody Can Have Me

A back page blip announcing an unnatural death rattled around in my head for a long time before I exorcized it by giving it a prose toe tag. In the November 9, 2005 edition of…

In the Time of the Irresponsibles

Tree Frog Johnson, aka Luis Reynaldo, was a free range pedophile who established himself in the Boonville area in the early 70s, mostly staying with his sanctioned catamite on the property of a back-to-the-land family…

A True Story From Boonville, 1971

The great hippie political takeover of Mendocino was still a few years away from that summer day in 1971 when we established our raucous brood in Mendocino County's serene summer hills, not far from the…

An Informal History Of Early Mendocino County

Feliz Creek today, where it passes beneath Highway 101 at Hopland is, in the summer, a parched expanse of dry streambed that is barely discernible as a water course. Only when it comes alive in…

Looking Back

In the late 60s I'd been living in a condemned building in San Francisco, teeming with deadbeats, which I more or less managed for Coldwell-Banker in exchange for free rent. It was at Sacramento and…

Martin Luther King, San Francisco, 1968

So we all take a day off, on the off chance we have a job to take off from, to celebrate Martin Luther King’s birthday and ponder the meaning of his life. The in-school discussion,…

Long Lost Relatives

I've got twin male cousins of roughly my vintage that I've always known existed, but beyond that hazy awareness I've known nothing of my reprobate uncle's children. “Uncle Bob,” as he was referred to in…

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