The bus ride was rather uneventful. It was mostly long, and tiresome. Sitting in front of me was a very young couple. A pretty blonde around 20 or so and a lanky white man with a blue jump suit, and sideways Kansas City Royal's baseball hat, who was about the same age. I could see half a crypt gang tattoo on the back of his lower neck. It was peculiar, I had never seen a true …showed first 75 words of 1957 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1957 total…group of Mexicans off to the left of the benches. He was wearing the most beautiful, luxurious tailored suit I'd ever seen, and on his head was a marijuana leaf baseball cap. He was also wearing a very large smile. Through out the morning he and his group repeatedly got in line for the wrong bus and had to be explained to what time they needed to leave. I was utterly fascinated by this man.