Frankenmuffin Productions is inviting people to tell their stories of the Calaveras River for a documentary film. Here’s one they probably can’t use.
Dirk Hamilton, a first-rate singer/songwriter, lived here in the 1980s. His Calaveras story happened on the morning of Saturday, Feb. 4, 1988.
“I was walking right by Pershing and UOP on the other (north) side of the Calaveras,” recalled Hamilton, who now lives outside Dallas.
The river by University of the Pacific had dwindled to its deepest channel. In it, “I saw what looked like human form,” Hamilton said, “like a mummy, just wrapped up in some kind of tape that was gray-colored.”