I had to cross a ditch and the surface of the ground was wet and muddy, which shouldn’t have been a problem because I was wearing shorts and had bare feet. But at the far side of the ditch was a wall and to get through it I had to go through a two foot square opening that was on the ground. Since the wall was right at the top of the ditch slope I didn’t even have the option of going through on hands and knees. I had to get down on my belly to wriggle through and when I got up my whole front was covered in mud.
I went back to the Lincoln Avenue Treatment Plant to clean up and when I got there I was surprised to see that the whole building had been set with tables and was full of workers from the Water Company plus police, firemen, & Public Works workers. The shop sinks where I was hoping to clean up had been shut down for the event – their valve handles had been removed. There was a sink in a small side room that had operable valves, but a table had been set in front of it and there wasn’t room to get past it.
Finally Jim Brown showed up by one of the sinks with a valve handle. We put it on and I washed up. I asked Jim what the crowd and dinner was all about. He said they do it every week and that I should plan to be there next week because they always need someone from management to attend.
I heard some drumming and noticed that against one wall, sitting on a counter were four men - two black, one Latino and one white. They had pipes and sticks and random pieces of equipment and were doing a great rhythm band. I noticed they had an album lying by them. It had a black background with white outline photo of the four of them and the title was “Los Lobos”.
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