Village Books in Bellingham I should have been prepared, given the people I met around Bellingham during my stay. Take Mela's friend Serene, for example, who is campaigning for "Us for Precedent." What she means is that citizens can determine to improve society through individual example, and meet in circles of friends to implement positive change on a local level. We visited her at her colorfully painted Victorian house, towhich young people come for inspiration, celebration and refuge; some rent rooms, and others gather for discussion and activities. Herewith, her Proclamation of Commitments, more fully illucidated on her web site at www.usforprecedent.com. 1. Love as a basis for all
of my actions. Serene in her parlor The entry to Serene's house, with meditation room and hot tub pavilion behind Frank Eventoff is another. He wants everyone to experience the joy of making music, and invents instruments that make playing music accessable to people who might otherwise be intimidated. I tried out The Key, which is shaped like a guitar, but has keys up the neck instead of frets, and includes a remarkable variety of sampled sounds including Brazilian percussion. A tonedeaf elementary school teacher could lead a class in song with this instrument with ease. Children who play with it could find themselves wanting to attempt more difficult instruments later, have discovered the pleasure of making songs easily with this one. Frank Eventoff holds the
Syn-Tar, one of his electronic Even so, I was not prepared for the intensely loving and supportive audience I encountered at Village Books in Bellingham. The storefront, on Eleventh Street in the charming Fairhaven section of Bellingham Village Books functions as a friendly community center, complete with downstairs cafe... ...and room upon room of wonderful books. Robert Gruen coordinated the event for
the store. Mela, on the left, and Dudley Evenson,
co-owner with her husband, Earth Wizard As I told my story, they laughed and
cheered me on like family, like old friends, Dudley Evenson's photograph of me,
embraced by my family of friends in Bellingham. |