We were standing in an Ace Hardware store up in California’s Sierra Nevada range. This was gold country long ago. Mark Twain once did a gig here back in 1868. One hundred-fifty years ago is ancient history to Americans, or at least to Californians.
But there I stood with Doss, though I never quite figured out how he stepped from the pages of The Grapes Of Wrath and into the hardware store.
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