My dad visited me in Los Angeles several years ago. READ MORE
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MEMOIR.
Straight Man in West Hollywood
The whole thing happened so fast, fueled as it was by the kind of mania that comes with being near the end of some kind of run that could only end in disaster, or a song.
Before I knew what it was I was doing, I had everything I owned — the odds and sods of a guy who had lived in 16 different places in 32 years — packed into the back of my baby-blue Ford F-150 pickup truck. READ MORE
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MEMOIR.
The Loneliest Road In America
Route 50 is a capricious, two-lane highway running through the middle of Nevada and westernUtah like a sclerotic artery. READ MORE
