Day One: California, Nevada, Arizona, and New Mexico
Pat took this remarkably terrible photo with my cellphone this morning after we met up with Jim in Victorville (it was really bright outside). Once the pickup was loaded, Jim and I headed off in search of Henry Larrabee. Despite an unplanned detour through Nevada (we were attempting to film in the truck and missed our turnoff), we managed to make it all the way to Albuquerque tonight. The day was mostly uneventful, although it was a perfect day for southwest scenery, and Jim kept me entertained with plenty of stories (one of the most interesting was about the Zebra Killings, which took place in San Francisco in the early 1970s). I also tried unsuccessfully to convince my traveling companion to have his photo taken with the “girl in the flatbed Ford” in Winslow, Arizona, after we heard an ad on the radio, but he wouldn’t even slow down to take a look at her. It’s late. I’m tired. More tomorrow....
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