Hirsute

In a parking lot at Stonestown appeared the red-white-and-blue Volkswagen bus about which I posted October 11 last year. Its driver was not the aged hippie of my imagination, but a younger man, 40-something. He was, however, appropriately hirsute, with very long black hair and a bushy black beard; he sported a baseball cap, and spectacles in a vintage style. And, like an aged hippie, he shopped at Trader Joe's.