Sunday, September 10, 2017

9930. HENLEY BAKER

HENLEY BAKER
I might have been confused when they
mentioned his name, thinking only of some
disputatious type in a turtle-neck sweater.
At that point, I'd be ready to run. This
Elmira town was already full of schlumps.
There was John Berry, who fit this perfectly.
He was from Indiana, and had driven to the
college in Elmira, with all his possessions in
a rental truck, to teach music, or maybe
English. I forget now. He had a Mercury 
Capri, about 1973, which he'd driven into 
the middle of the moving truck, and filled
with boxes all around it. When he got to
the street he was going, in Elmira, he
emptied the truck of his boxes and found 
the car scraped down to bare metal in many
spots - unprotected, the chafing of the boxes
along the way had removed the paint wherever
they touched metal. I told him 'there's a lesson
in erosion in this for you to remember. How
even water can wear down a rock.'

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