how John Denver came to the Uniontown Laundromat (MySpace 11/23/2008)

Subject	how John Denver came to the Uniontown Laundromat
DateCreated	11/23/2008 6:40:00 PM
PostedDate	11/24/2008 2:30:00 AM
Body	I used to do my wash at the Uniontown Laundromat, near City Hall and the ball park, and close-by the freeway.  Arcata is one third the way between San Francisco and Portland, and we get our share of travelers. One day, in walked a small young Asian woman carrying an art portfolio. She was peddling tacky foil-art.  Her English was imperfect but serviceable. First she tried the owner-attendant, and then she walked over to me. No, I didn't want to buy some foil-art. Where are you from?  "Russia" (...jeez, this could be interesting) What part of Russia?  "Uzbekistan" (...that's a stretch, but she doesn't look Uzbek) What is your "nationality"?  "Korean" A Korean from Uzbekistan?  "My parents came to work in the oil industry" (...an idea) Do you have a "teacher"?  "Yes" (bingo!) What is his name?  "Reverend Moon.  Do you know about him?" Yes. But no, I didn't want to buy some foil-art.  I wished her luck in her endeavors.  She returned to the attendant, and asked if she could sing a song. Sure. With conviction and a heavy accent, she belted out... "Take Me Home, Country Road". And then she left.  Like I said, we get our share of travelers.