Thanks, Doña. Nice to see you here, my friend.
It seems like very few people in the area are even aware of Kortne's disappearance. I have a flier on my office door & a bumper sticker in my car window and I wear a rainbow peace sign ribbon on my lapel. Every person that's even noticed has asked if I know Kortne. I tell them that I don't but SHE'S FRICKIN' MISSING!
This case is odd. No clear facts, a couple of possibles, no POI...and it's more than a month later. 6 weeks tonight.
The longer it goes on the more I sense a bit of 'yeah, but....' all around me. Yeah, but she was kind of a pain in the @$$. Yeah, but she prolly smoked a lot of weed. Yeah, but she was a snarky smartass. Yeah, but she was a bit of a hell raiser..
Yeah, but……she's no less valuable for any of that. Who among us hasn't had a rocky or wild patch in their lives? Very few, I'd wager. Getting past that and moving forward is all part of finding your place in the world. Kortne deserves to get past her rough patch just as we did.
This girl reminds me of myself at that age. Old school flower child, but for me it was the first time around. 5'9", blonde hair to my waist, I weighed 113 lbs when I got married. It's gotten so that I think of Kortne when Yoko Ono drops into rotation on my play list. It's almost as though my own youth is missing. Strange feeling. Maybe I feel more protective of Kortne because of that.
I think about all the unwise things I did....but it was a different time. I could get on a city bus in bare feet..and did. Wearing pavement dusting skirts and braided leather headbands. Head shops and record stores and sit ins. "all we are saaying - is give peace a chance.."
YouTube - John Lennon - Give Peace A Chance