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Show THE ZEPHYRJUNE 89 PAGE 31 Dear Jim: We note some very Interesting comments in the Canvon Country Zephyr. I have a question, "What price progress?" "The nimble and din of progress on Murphy Lane; and Moab In general has about done this "old cowpoke In! Enclosed Is an anonymous poem that may give you a clue. Frank D. Lemon THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD me live In a house away from the road Where the cars and trucks go by; Where the noise and the din and the rattle of tin Ring loud through the midnight sky. Let Where the siren shrieks like a fire alarm And backfire ike cannon roar. Ive sold that shack and Pm not going back To Uve there any more. Yes, I want to take hill advantage of your special offer. Rush me 11 Issues (Including the special double summer Issue) hot off the presses, of your full color, glossy, Canvon Country Zephyr, the Moab combination of People, Mother Jones, Hustler and Earth First! I can hardly wait until the first Issue comes winging from the Rockies to the Appalachians on the proverbial Zephyr of the U. S. Mail service. I am enclosing $10 to take advantage of your Introductory offer. I understand that If I am not completely satisfied I will be able to ask for a The maple that stood there It looked so good. With seat beneath the shade. Was hit by a truck-- it was my hard luck-Wh- en the brakes tailed down die grade. The sparking spring with Its babbling brook That flowed through the meadow green, Along Its brink looks a bit ike Ink, And It smells ike gasoline. full refund. I also understand that It will be cheerfully refused. Jeff Woods Morgantown, West Virginia "Id ike to live by the side of the road And be a friend to man, And freely give of the ife I Dve, But I dont beieve I can." Editor's Note: Welshman Jeff Woods Is a Ph.D. candidate In African Studies at the University of W. Virginia. An outspoken opponent of apartheid and a world traveler, he Is also a lover of red rocks and desert sunsets. And In case nobody noticed, his tongue In cheek sense of humor Is known In all hemispheres of the planet Ive lost my nerve watching Dead Mans Curve, Where the maimed and the dying call, Where through the night from a glaring light, Strange ghosts dance on my walL Im moving back from the old racetrack, From the din and the traffic roar. To a little home where the roses bloom And the birds sing 'round my door. Where the trees In bloom give a sweet perfume A part of the Infinite plan; Where the sun shines bright and I sleep all night And feel like a friend to man. The "House by the Side of the Road, was published anonymously In the Bartlesville (Oklahoma) Examiner in about 1930. c; js MMt w ii a TJjE JS and Skateboard MR. 12 LIjiT unr to war 'Boron Shop Pipe Night riding Skate boards Protective Gear FEATURING QUALITY FOOTWEAR BY: Trucks Decks Wheels 2935 S. 4th E. T-shi- 259-227- 9 Open Almost Daily Around evening time or if Fm here. Minors must have parent sign a release form at the shop. Abo SUNGLASSES SHORTS rts Repairs FILM SUNTAN LOTION HATS. VISORS B TANK TOPS One Pair Special-orderin- g Available |
