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  Via Newspapers.com 🙈 🙈 🙈 🙈 🙈 🙈 🙈 Sometimes, it's just one of those days.  The "Miami News," December 5, 1951: As the wife of Ben Grenald told him on the telephone, it was a riot. There was a monkey in a tree. Grenald was at the Moderne pharmacy at 555 41st St., Miami Beach.  He owns it. The wife, Selma, telephoned from her home at 5130 Alton Rd. "Come on home, Ben," she said.  "This is a real riot.  You'll die." Patrolman John Ward was called by Mrs. Grenald, too. banana nose in movie 🍌 He was dancing around under the tree with a bunch of bananas trying to get the monkey down.  The monkey was swinging around like Tarzan. All the kids in the neighborhood were around whooping and laughing. That was when the Grenalds' boy, Douglas, got into the red ants.  Two-year-old Douglas screamed. So did his sister and his little cousins and the kids from the neighborhood. Grenald dunked him in the tub.  Then he and Mrs. Grenald and Douglas went ...

Artist Joan Grevstad

I met Joan when we were getting co-counselling in Seattle in the early 1990s. We became inseparable. She was an artist. Yes, I lost her and still mourn her... I stayed with Joan and her husband Joe Grevstad (a true Norwegian) in the 1990s at their gorgeous farmhouse in Kent, Washington. The poem I wrote is at the bottom of this post from my book SLEEPS WITH KNIVES.

These are a few photos of her farm house and her art. If I find more *and I hope I do* - I will keep posting...




When I was renting a condo in Redmond on Lake Sammamish, I would drive down on Sundays to see Joan and Joe and we'd watch the HIGHLANDER on TV. I miss her. I really miss her.

Sleeps with Knives Book Cover

My poem for Joan in Sleeps with Knives


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