«Back in my more scattered
days there was a time when I decided that the solution to all life’s miseries
would begin with marrying a nurse. Cool hands and commiseration. She would be a
second-generation Swedish girl who left her family farm in North Dakota to live
a new life in Denver, her hair would be long and silvery blonde, and she would
smile every time she saw me and always be after me to get out of the house and
go have a glass of beer with my buckaroo cronies.»
William Kittredge, as
quoted by Philip Connors in Fire Season,
Field Notes From A Wilderness Lookout
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