Word: bus
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Bus etiquette doesn't require you to talk with the person you will next to not as much as plane etiquette does: For one thing they're darker and it you're embarassed by silence you can go to sleep or pretend to. This is how Mrs. Miller (next to me) and I treat each other lot most of the ride I figures there's no need to talk, and I don't feel like talking In My mind. I've planned this bus ride to be six hours of suspended animation. I will roll in a dark bus along...
...happy landlord Mr. Lee is going to Detroit to visit his daughters. They sent me money to take a plane, but I didn't want any of that I sent the money back told them your daddy's coming to visit you but he's coming on the bus. I don't to be any trouble to them. And I don't stay too long...
WHEN THE SUN has almost set behind the bus I begin to smell something burning not a cigarette smell, and I turn in my seat to look toward the college students in the back. It smells like grass, but there's nothing going on, and nobody else seems to notice Maybe it's the smoke from some factory. There are whole cities, each with its own strange smell in this country, and may be we're passing one out there in the darkness...
...remembers seeing in the Chicago Greyhound station, who looks my age and wears waffle stompers and a moustache, is sitting at the empty end of a table, and I sit down with him. Before I've finished my soup I find out we're both getting off the bus in Ann Arbor, where I'm visiting for a day and he's doing a psychiatry clerkship at the Michigan Medical School. He is very friendly, and very unassuming. He asks where I go to school and if I have a place to stay, which I don't and he offers...
Since Paul's been sitting in the back of the bus. I tell him about the smell awhile back. "Yeah," he says, not embarrassed, smiling. "I was smoking in the rest room on the bus. When I came out everyone asked me if I had some more, but that was all I had. "I've seen rednecks brown-bagging in the back seat before, but never any dope on a bus. I wonder: did Mrs. Ellis Smell it. Does she even know what it smells like? "For a while in Ann Arbor the penalty for dope was a $5 fine...