StoryTime

 All my life, I have heard the phrase that people in jail are paying their debt to society. What do any of us owe to society? This society gives us nothing. Therefore, there is no debt.

 I arrived in Seattle at about 11 A.M. on Easter Sunday, 1989. When I got to the connection to I - 5 from I - 90,  I  saw the city of Seattle, Elliot Bay, and the reason that it was known as The Emerald City. It was beautiful. I fell in love with it and realized that I was home. All of my travels and roaming led to this. This is where I was supposed to be. It had rained in the earlier morning, and everything gleamed and smelt of fresh growth. I also noticed it was the cleanest American city I had ever seen. Wow. I took the nearest exit, Madison St., to start my new adventure. There weren't many people around; it was an Easter Sunday, so most folks were probably doing their Easter thing. Seattle, at that time, had a population of about 550,000. So it was a big beautiful place with not many people. It was paradise. Within a few blocks of getting off the highway, I saw a hotdog restaurant similar to Orange Julius, so I stopped to get lunch and a paper and tried to find a pla...