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What’s in Tedski’s Craw Today?

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Published on: October 5, 2016

I heard a story this morning that referred to a neighborhood as “The Lost Barrio.” I get the merchants along that stretch of Park Avenue south of 12th St wanting to brand themselves. It’s interesting, though, that when they wanted an evocative name, they ignored the name that went back to the beginning of the last century, Barrio San Antonio, and instead came up with “Lost Barrio.”

I’m hearing a lot of folks referring to the whole neighborhood that way now. The phrase “Lost Barrio” gives some sort of indie/hipster cred with it’s generalized Hispanicism. However, actually acknowledging that Hispanics had their own name for the place before you came along would be too much. I guess I should be thankful that they kept the word “Barrio” in the name.

My mom’s family grew up in Barrio Millville, literally on the other side of the tracks from San Antonio. Both neighborhoods were working class, but that doesn’t mean there weren’t differences. My Uncle Kiko let me know about it once.

“The people in San Antonio actually owned their own houses,” he told me.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

And Somehow There Aren’t Seven Terraces

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Published on: September 25, 2016

A new storefront opened in my ‘hood. It’s called “Crossfit Purgatory.”

Seriously. That’s supposed to make people want to go.

First slogan rejected: “Our program isn’t Hell, but it will feel that way for a while.”

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

Tucson’s Birthday

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Published on: August 21, 2016

Happy belated birthday, Tucson!

“If the world were searched over I suppose there could not be found so degraded a set of villains as then formed the principal society of Tucson. Every man went armed to the teeth, and streetfights and bloody affrays were of daily occurrences…Volunteer soldiers are stationed all over the town – at the mescal-shops, the monte-tables, and houses of ill fame.” – J. Ross Browne, 1864

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Fourth Avenue

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Published on: August 20, 2016

Made a crepuscular trip down Fourth Avenue last night. I caught a guy singing Nine Inch Nails’ “Head Like a Hole” a capella for change.

I tried to video him, but he stopped.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

Depot Garage

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Published on: August 14, 2016

There is work being done on the lights in the Depot Garage downtown, or so the signs say. I had to turn on my headlights to make it down the driveway, and the lighting inside was a bit spotty, dim spots with over big shadows.

After I parked my car, I looked around to see if Hal Holbrook would emerge and tell me to follow the money.

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Ugh, or something

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Published on: August 2, 2016

I downloaded Pokémon Go purely for research purposes. I have only logged on to see what shows up at my regular haunts, but yes, I captured two creatures (Pidgey and Bulbasaur, if you must know). I checked it at work to find that there is a “gym” in our parking lot.

Pokemon Go

The guy at the water window says he’s spotted some folks wandering the parking lot with cell phones.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

Sunny Days

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Published on: July 18, 2016

I woke up in the middle of the night to hear the sort of good, loud storm that is always welcome for desert dwellers. As long as it doesn’t bring a micro-burst that rips off the roof (yes, it happened in my complex once), I’m okay with it. On with the deluge, Tlaloc.

But it happened again. I woke up in the morning and caught a cloudless sky. Yes, the ground was soaked. A glance up, however, showed no evidence of the night time storm. Plus, it was real hot. And no, not a dry heat.

It always disappoints me.

It’s a Tucson thing, you wouldn’t understand.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

Calling Alanis…or Lalo…

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Published on: September 16, 2015

If you are on the hunt for irony, check this gem from TCC Today:

On September 8, 2015, the Tucson Community Center (TCC) Historic District was listed in the National Register of Historic Places at the National Level of Significance!

-sigh-

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Not quite incognito

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Published on: May 5, 2015

A van with the KVOA logo pulls up and the window rolls down. A woman wearing sunglasses who is clearly Lupita Murrillo pokes her head out.

“Excuse me. I’m a reporter with channel 4.”

I had that figured.

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Leroy Dyson

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Published on: April 2, 2015

One of my earliest friendships I made in the Democratic Party was Leroy Dyson. I’d say I knew him since I was sixteen or so. He passed away last week, and his funeral mass was on Friday.

One of the readers at the mass was former state legislator Larry Bahill, who was a long time friend of Leroy from both of their times at Pima County. He read a passage from the Book of Wisdom. If you haven’t heard of the Book of Wisdom, it might be because it is part of the Catholic version of the Old Testament, but not the Jewish or Protestant ones. It all came down to a dispute between Jerome and Augustine that boiled over again a dozen centuries later.

I asked St. Pius X Church for a copy of the passage. It was from chapter 4:

The just man, though he die early,
shall be at rest.
For the age that is honorable comes not
with the passing of time,
nor can it be measured in terms of years.
Rather, understanding is the hoary crown for men, and an unsullied life, the attainment of old age.
He who pleased God was loved;
he who lived among sinners was transported—
Snatched away, lest wickedness pervert his mind
or deceit beguile his soul;
For the witchery of paltry things obscures what is right
and the whirl of desire transforms the innocent mind. Having become perfect in a short while,
he reached the fullness of a long career;
for his soul was pleasing to the LORD,
therefore he sped him out of the midst of wickedness. But the people saw and did not understand,
nor did they take this into account.

I checked my own Bible, and in that translation “hoary crown” is “gray hair.” Anyone that knew Leroy remembers that perfect white halo of hair he had, and that near permanent smile. I’ll miss saying hi to him at party events.

Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.

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