Things That Go Bump In The Dark [Excerpt]

Things That Go Bump In The Dark [Excerpt]

We wandered through Knoxville today. I pushed us into town as far as I could last night, and we camped out in the veterans’ cemetery. The grass had been cut pretty short, but Gizmo managed a decent meal. It’s hard getting all the way through a big city like this...
Dead People Make Good Neighbors [Excerpt]

Dead People Make Good Neighbors [Excerpt]

The ride didn’t mark the first time I had slept in a graveyard, though it did for Gizmo. I have mentioned that I did a lot of hitchhiking and riding freight trains during my youth. That activity continued almost up until the time of the ride. And during those times,...
Shearing Sheep [Excerpt]

Shearing Sheep [Excerpt]

Gizmo and I spent a few days with Johnny and Rose Cook on the Navajo Indian Reservation, near Indian Wells, Arizona. They had graciously invited us to stay with them for a much needed rest. While we were there I pitched in to help with shearing, though I knew nothing...
An Old Horse Trader [Excerpt]

An Old Horse Trader [Excerpt]

John Becker was born in 1889 and had led an incredibly varied life. He lived with his wife, Ruth, in a small house they had homesteaded in the fifties, far out in the Mojave Desert. They invited us to stay the night, and I was glad I had accepted. I sat transfixed as...
Desert Dwellers and Rosicrucians [Excerpt]

Desert Dwellers and Rosicrucians [Excerpt]

I sat and listened to tales of angels and helpers, natural pathways to enlightenment, and Esoteric Christian and Para-Masonic teachings. I couldn’t help thinking that people drag their spiritual belongings with them no matter where they go. I didn’t...