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George Martin

by Jan Christensen

“I’m in a time of my life when I can really make a difference.” George Martin has a face that settles naturally into a smile, but today his expression is serious. “My kids are grown up. I have a lot of support. And I have a chance to use what gifts I have.” For the last hour, George has been talking to me about his eight days in Baghdad early in January. He was one of a seven-person delegation from the largest coalition of peace groups in this country, United for Peace and Justice. He serves as a member of that group’s national steering committee.

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Amada Morales

by Peter Schmidtke

The orange Chuck E. Cheese balloon trapped against the high white ceiling of Amada Morales and Curtis Green’s one-bedroom apartment is too much for one-year-old Jordan. He peers up at it and giggles while his mother tickles the curls that form a natural mohawk atop his head, his face all eyes and smile.

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Shelly and Andy

by Sonya Jongsma Knauss

I can’t think of a couple who better embody the punk “Do-It-Yourself” ethic than Shelly McClone and Andy Yeager. The first time I set foot in the Riverwest Co-op Shelly was working there. I remember being welcomed and greeted with a smile. She was cleaning the store, wearing a tight multi-striped polyester skirt and a t-shirt with “Chop the Onions, Mince the Garlic, Smash the State” printed on it. A snake tattoo, among others, caught my eye as it coiled around her arm.

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Charles Perkins

by Jennifer Wilson

If you ask Charles Perkins what he does for fun, you’ll hear answers you might expect from a young person: listen to music, play video games, and talk with friends. Talk to him a little more, though, and you’ll discover that this energetic teen has a higher calling.

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Mike Froemming

by Peter Schmidtke / photo by Peter DiAntoni

An individual as independent as Mike Froemming knows he’s not going to please everyone. From the bottom flat of a sun-bleached, yellow two-story house on Center Street just east of the Fuel Cafe, where he has lived since 1983, Froemming talks about his affection for dogs, his recent layoff, and his affinity for being a nudist.