John Hartman: I saw Tom Sawyer last week with Huck
I saw Tom Sawyer last week with Huck, sitting in the summer sun on a big flat rock near I-205 on the Clackamas River.
Wearing old T-shirts and blue-jean cutoffs with Huck, or maybe it was Tom wearing an old straw sombrero. Fishing poles propped up by feet and knees, waiting for a bite.
A few days later, I saw them again. A different Tom and Huck and a Becky this time, riding bikes barefooted along River Road headed for a swim near Meldrum Bar Park.
That's when I noticed not every kid is a Tom or a Huck or a Becky. You have to look to see them.
Here and there.
And today when I spotted them again walking down a hot sidewalk in Milwaukie with their 7-Eleven Slurpees, I was surprised to find I felt a little better inside. I think because in this bitterly divided post-Columbine, post 9/11 world that is difficult for me to understand, it was nice to be reminded that Tom and Huck and Becky and the eternal spirit they represent is still around. I know, I just saw it.
John Hartman is a resident of Oak Grove.
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