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...Kimberly Rath, as it turns out, was far from all right. Her story comes from Harley Coulter, a Dead freak, who runs a head shop in Ann Arbor. He went to the funeral stoned--"She would have like that," he said. He had known her well enough, he thought, in the times when no one else seems to have, to make some sense of her death. And he told a story, or rather, the ending of a story that is rooted in Detroit...
...STORY is of a search, of course, of someone always heading somewhere else. "Kimberly always had to go overboard," Harley says. "She kept trying to get into the center of life and kept getting let down by it." The winter of 1968-69, Kimberly was in Ann Arbor, and it was there that she lost herself if she had not sometime before...
Certainly there was plenty happening in Ann Arbor that winter, planty to hang on to for identity, or for the feeling of identity. "Everybody," Harley says, "was running around like their heads had been cut off and the apocalypse was coming." The Arboretum, once the place where "you could kick a bush and it would kick back was loud with demonstrations; there was rioting when The Mothers of Invention opened a concert yelling "Up against the wall, motherfuckers"; Tom Hayden was running the Michigan Daily, Hare Krishna and Seventh Day Adventist freaks panhandled in the streets and fought with each...
...streetpeople, young runaways and the dissolute, and of the more hardened and streetwise. It is here that Kimberly Rath had moved, not to an office job and a life with structure, but to this itinerant underground. And here, with time to kill, she began to hang out in Harley's head shop off South Main...
...been in Ann Arbor five weeks when she met Harley. She told him, and she's still not sure she wasn't lying, that she had been picked by a man called "the Great" by those who dealt with him in Ann Arbor's drug scene, on her hitch in from Kalamazoo. The Great put her up "until she got settled," Harley says, in a left over row of dingy closed-out storefronts by the train tracks--in the center of the industrialized area off Route 23 just beyond Mr. Flood's Get Your Foreign Car Fixed garage and Super...