Painting the Kitchen Yellow: Healdsburg, California 1969

You spend your time loving each other, laughing and painting the kitchen yellow. You read to the sound of David's guitar in the streaming sunlight and walk the short way around Fitch Mountain for groceries when the welfare check comes in. You also spend three days in jail for a drug bust at that friend-around-the-bend's house after a man in a postal uniform rang the doorbell and delivered an unmarked package. This same man came back moments later, only this time he was wore a police uniform and arrested everyone in the house, including you. 

In those days, the very late sixties, Healdsburg was a conservative community, led by the John Birch Society and the well-to-do landowners. They were terrified the hippies were going to change the way they did things. After your arrest, they had a perfect plan to oust the trash, the town's shopkeepers refused to sell you groceries. The Mexican farm stand near the freeway was available, but that wouldn't do once you had the baby. Soon enough, the landlord evicted you, on no apparent grounds other than he was a John Birch Society clan member, and he didn't like you and David.