The View From Nathan's Bus

"How you doin'?" I ask a man stepping in. "You know how it goes," he replied. "Some days chicken, some days Phillies." He didn't smile til...

The younger man pays with the change he's carefully counted. He'd just asked how much the bus costs around here. After I give him his...

She rides every Sunday night, on her way to church. Her love of God and music overtakes her body as she gives in to...

People call me the n-word when they like me, and 'white boy' when they don't. He calls me both, and he's always happy to see me. This...

We arrive twenty minutes late at the food bank on Rainer. It's just closed. A streetwise couple hoping to go there steps off, dejected...

"Hey, do you know what time it is?" Southbound Third and Marion, as the world is going home. I love it when I know people's...

There she is. I'm swaggering onto the 7 at Genessee, like so many youngsters have done on my own bus. Just a humble passenger...

You're way out at the end of the route, just you and the bus, doing the turnaround in a residential setting. It's a different...