Category Archives: Driving

Cross Country 1996

In the late summer of 1996 I left Bali for America. My good friend Slim met me at LAX in her Studebaker Lark. On the way to Hollywood the native Californian told me that she had fallen in love with an artist in New York.” “That’s good news, except it’s 3000 miles from here.” “I […]

A FLYING DIME by Peter Nolan Smith

On an June evening in 1939 my uncle and three of his teenage friends exited from Portland’s State Theater’s western matinee of STAGECOACH and JESSE JAMES. The gunfights in the cowboy double bill had had a funny effect on their blood, for while America was still peace, War loomed across the Atlantic. Europe was a […]


I dream of 1969. The GTO is red. A blonde is behind the wheel. Her skin white. Untouched by summer. Spring on a highway heading south Florida in the distance. Her hand shifts to fourth. Her foot presses on the accelerator. Faster faster.  Go GTO go. Her name is Dee Dee. She has too much […]

WHEELS OF FIRE by Peter Nolan Smith

In the late summer of 1971 my college friend Paul Deseret and I hitchhiked from Boston to San Francisco. Our friends were living in the Haight. They were girls. I had had sex with one of them and sleeping with Marilyn again was enough of a reason to cross a continent, especially since neither Paul […]

TIME HAS COME TODAY by the Chambers Brothers

In the late-60s I attended a Catholic Boys high school ten miles away from my house. No buses or trains ran between the suburbs on the outskirts of Boston and only connection between these bedroom communities was Route 128 orbiting Boston from Nantasket Beach in the South Shore to the North Shore fishing port of […]