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RICK'S TRIP~ JAN 8TH~2013

jan 8th~ 2013
jemez springs is loaded with hot springs.. there is spence springs located off the hwy. i was there way back in 1986 when i used to work for art photographer ~ joel peter witkin. 

joel lived in Albuquerque so i would visit often. on new years eve 1986, kenny chavez, (who also worked for witkin) took me and my BF at the time~ bobby faris~ to this hot springs. kenny wanted to scatter the ashes of his dead BF~ john and said this was john's  favorite place. kenny drove us up the mountain thru jemez springs, (which i didn't know at the time) dark winter road. 
it was cold and lightly snowing.  as we were in reservation area there was an indian on the road hitchhiking.. just like in the movies. much to my surprise kenny pulled over and picked him up. being from a big city i freaked a bit. "kenny how can you pick up a total stranger?" do you want us to be hacked to pieces?" i said. "we're in new mexico," kenny replied. "it's the neighborly thing to do." 
the indian got in the backseat with bobby, grateful that we had picked him up. "where you going," asked kenny. 
"to the bar," said the indian." i wanna get me a drink and score some pussy!" he was already very drunk. "where you guys going?" he asked. 
"you boys gonna score some pussy too?" "naw," replied kenny. "we're gay." "what?!" the indian said in shock... "you guys are queers?"
 "yes we are," kenny replied proudly. "fuckin A, man.. fucking A.. I got into a car with a bunch of faggots!" you're a fag?" he asked bobby without any reservation. "yes i am," replied bobby with a grin." "he's my boyfriend," bobby pointed to me. " you're a fag?!" the indian said to me." i just nodded with a frown on my face. i wasn't amused by this exchange. "fuckin A," he went into a tirade. " i got picked up by a bunch of fuckin faggots. fuckin A. i never met no faggots before. " i knew a "lizzie, (SIC)" once, but never any faggots.
" so......... do you guys wanna fuck  me?" he said with full candor. "no we don't , "we all said in unison.  we ended up dropping him off at los ojos bar.
27 years later i am staying with raymond at his home in jemez springs, and he works at the los ojos bar... "fuckin A!

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