6 to 6: Suicide Lane

Yesterday on Grant Road, I got behind a 4Runner SUV, blue-gray, dirty, maybe ten years old. It was going slow in the fast lane. Rush hour. I finally…


6 to 6: Next Time, Take Skyline

Dispatch sent me to a house in the Tucson foothills. It was a typical foothills community full of upper class false-adobe houses all painted the same…


6 to 6: Traveling Mercies

She got Mother-Theresa-like into my cab in her brown dress and said: “To Saint Augustine Cathedral, on Broadway.” Saint Augustine was on the other…


The Thing People Don’t Understand

She comes into my apartment from the heat of the desert day. “Hi Mary,” I say. “Hi, Matt,” she says. She stands in the middle of the room and fans…