Today I scanned some film taken over a year ago, in and around the mobile home park where my Grandma lives in Ukiah, California. A small town right off the 101, Ukiah has it's share of transients and burnouts. I have a sense that it is slowly dying. The mobile park is a little oasis, occupied only by folks over 60, who take pride in their small gardens and gravel yards.
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