SURPRISED TO FIND this online. So much of being a journalist is also being an archaeologist.
This one is one of my best reporting memories, even though I almost got irretrivably lost driving east on I-10 almost to Palm Springs. Navagation off in areas so flat, dusty in all that harsh light. Ultimately all worth it to sit with Mr. Smock, a former Pullman Sleeping Car porter, still elegant and dapper, seated in his room full of sleeping car memories. He still plays host in grandstyle — In Safety and Comfort. <
native to the place 