Joe Vigliano

why was I one of the people singled out as mia? I feel like one of those 60’s radicals finally found out by the cops. our generation doesn’t seem to have a lot of joiners, if you know what I mean.  Anyway, after bhs, I went to penn state. Lots of kids. Lots of grass. Too many kids. Too much grass. But a great time to be in school. By the grace of god I pulled 292 in the draft lottery. A tragedy that so many of our classmates went and died there. I’ve travelled the entire country, more or less, hitting most of the lower 48.  Mostly camping and depending on the hospitality of strangers. All in a ’66 vw bug.  Somehow I wound up in hawaii for a week.  Pretty sure I didn’t drive the bug there. Checked out the volcano but nothing much was happening so I wound up in chicago, where the bug was waiting patiently in the cold wind blowing. Writing fiction the whole time. Borrowed a laptop from a police cruiser in philadelphia. Finishing up my 4th novel, so I still have it, even though the shift key doesn’t work. Microsoft Word thinks its so smart, it capitalizes words it thinks should be capitalized. Good old bill gates. But I digress. I did get married, tried to settle down. Two kids, house in the suburbs, two parakeets, a gerbil, a hamster and several stray cats.  But the kids grew up, the animals died and my wife ran off to europe with a circus.  She’d always been very good on the trapeze and was attracted to clowns. Obviously. One morning I woke up in the outdoor kennel at an spca. They made me take a dog for their trouble.  That’s how bandit and I got together, back in ’91. She’s been with me ever since. We split our time among homeless shelters, houses of friends, abandoned buildings, and, of course, the vw. I customized the back seat so there’s a sink, a toilet, a small shower and a dining nook. Almost all the comforts of home. We do miss cable tv when we’re on the road, though. Been to wilmington several times. Even ate at the charcoal pit. But I didn’t see anyone I knew, so we didn’t hang around. About five years ago I met the most wonderful woman…a true earth goddess. Beautiful, smart, full of love, and with a thing for clowns.  Obviously. She knows all the secrets of natural, holistic, herbal healing; organic foods for energy and insight into the secrets of the universe; and some great sexual practices handed down from the far east from generation to generation of earth goddesses. Time I spend with her is a real blessing. There is a mountaintop somewhere in the country that I’ve seen in a recurring dream. Not really sure where it is, but we’ll know it when we see it. So we check out as many as we can. The vw doesn’t much like climbing the steep roads, but it humors us and does it anyway. On the way down, bandit and I stick our heads out the windows and we let the bug coast. We’re actually waiting for the 2nd coming of Christ. The signs are all there. But the real millennium isn’t until next year so we have some time to kill. Normally this time of the year we head south, like to new orleans. But with global warming, winters aren’t so bad any more. So if you see a blue ’66 vw with a guy and a dog in it, wave. Just might be me and the pooch. Email address for the technologically advanced is jvigliano@excite.com hope I’m still around for the 50th reunion. It’ll be interesting to see who shows up after Jesus is done. I just hope He likes clowns…