Friday, July 11, 2008

Life in a gazebo

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By CHRIS MILLSPAUGH

I'm spending the summer in a visitor information booth in a gazebo in Heritage Park in the middle of Ketchum, Idaho. People from all over the world come to me for information, information of all kinds.

"Why are you in this little booth?"

"It's my home, I pay $700 a month and I order out a lot."

"Where can I mail a letter?

"Across the street by Atkinson's front door 100 yards behind you."

"Where's Atkinson's?"

"Across the street 100 yards behind you."

"Where are the public restrooms?"

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"40 yards to your right."

"Where is the water fountain?

"By the restrooms 40 yards to your right."

"Your right?

"My left."

"Where can I get an ice cream cone?"

"30 yards to your left."

"Your left?"

"My right."

"Where's the liquor store in town?"

"60 yards to your right."

"My right?"

"Yes."

"Where can I park?"

"Right behind the booth,"

"Will you watch my car?"

"No."

"Can I have your sandwich?"

"No."

"How long have you been here?"

"Since 11 a.m."

"Really."

"Ok, 1974."

"I bet you have to struggle to live here."

"No, it's a piece of cake."

"Can a person retire here?"

"Yes - with social security and three part time jobs."

"Thanks."

"Enjoy your stay. Nice talking to you."