Fifty one years ago,there was a fad called troll dolls. Mine had long purple hair. Temporarily. Crew cut. That wasn’t different enough. I asked my mom if she could sew an Oxford cloth shirt and silk tie for him. She stayed up all night, in 1965, to grant my wish. When I was packing the house away before this trip, I found him! I took him to Denver to share the story and the love. I decided to bring him on this Odyssey. He represents a mother’s devotion. Supporting weirdness. Loving. Until a week ago, he didn’t have a name. He does now. May I introduce you to “Strauss.” My mom’s maiden name. You’ll see a lot of him in the coming year. Her love is with us.
Dandy's Odyssey…Every City has a Bridge
