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In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph. "The road was dirt and gravel. It dead-ended at the ranch where the two of us lived in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies. A blizzard that had rolled in from the mountains two days earlier was blowing like God's wrath. The road wouldn't be cleared anytime soon." Cover Page Footnote Appeared in the issue: 1987. This prose is available in The Angle: http://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol1987/iss1/22
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