Wednesday 1st February 2012, Minturn, Colorado.
I had spent the morning shitting it on a ski-doo (N had taken charge of the controls) and I couldn't wait to get back to the stuffed beasts at the lodge. I was looking forward to a burger and the chance to calm down when we came across an antique store in the one street town of Minturn. Outside was a retro petrol pump and a bunch of skulls.
Bill sat behind the counter, surrounded my a menagerie of stuffed animals, retro toys and weapons, furs, antique paintings and neon signs, pictures of naked women and literally hundreds of elk antlers. I bought a hat made from a coyote skin, but I still haven't had the balls to wear it in public. Elsewhere there was a huge brown bear, a love machine and native American jewellery, but right in the middle of all this fascinating stuff was a truly beautiful jukebox. A 1951 Wurlitzer jukebox to be precise.
Bill had a story for just about everything we laid eyes on, but he truly came alive when I asked him about the jukebox. His eyes twinkled and with great ceremony he produced a key, pressed a couple of buttons and stood back to enjoy the magic. The machine whizzed, clunked and bumped before a piston shot a dusty old 45 into position. The stylus swung into place and carefully lowered itself onto the rotating disc. Fuck me, Brenda Lee sounded so sweet. I knew I was going to buy it. I was in love.
Questions & Answers
1. What have you decided to do with the money?
I'm giving the money to a friend. He could use it.
2. What does 'good' mean to you?
A positive feeling.
3. Did you think about spending the money on yourself and what difference the money might make to your life?
No. It makes me feel good to be able to give to someone more needy than myself.
4. What have you learned from this experience and has it changed how you feel about giving?
Nothing has changed. I've always been a giving person
5. What question should I be asking you and what would you like to ask We Are Lucky?
Has the project rewarded you with what you expected?