Standing in her rainbow-tie-dyed sweatsuit, purple headband, and pink rain boots, Victoria Boyd was the most colorful person at Tent City as the sun set on Friday, Feb. 19. She was also one of the last.
An hour after a county-imposed deadline had passed ordering everyone out of the encampments that had popped up along 12th Street during the pandemic, I found Boyd wheeling a laundry cart full of firewood up an I-277 entrance ramp to a tent where she had stayed for the past six months.
Clothes hang to dry at Tent City at around 6 p.m. on Friday, Feb. 19. (Photo by Grant Baldwin)