Searching for a memory in Tombstone, Part II

I’m laughing at myself as I drive towards the center of Tombstone from Boothill Cemetery. It’s taken me all of two minutes to make the trip, yet, for some reason, I still had to ask my phone for directions before driving. Yes, in case you were wondering, there are┬áplenty of signs between these two points […]

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Searching for a memory in Tombstone

I’m standing outside Boothill Cemetery studying its surrounding walls, trying to match what I see with a memory from my childhood. I’ve just traveled along a dusty desert road. The toxic, nostril burning smell of a skunk (who has met an unfortunate end sometime earlier in the morning, I’m sure), leaks through my car’s air […]

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