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Old 01-21-2015, 09:51 PM   #7
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At home Willie boils his laundry over the open fire on which he cooks his frugal meals. He screens it from the persistent wind with fence of boards. Because of the wind he has to anchor under heavy rocks his shack roof and the cans of water which fill his desert yard. He loves his home site. "There's nothing like these mountains anywhere," Willie says, "and there's the purest breathing air here."

Up at Cody's Camp I spent my days . . . With flatcar riders, and crosstie walkers . . .

-John Fogherty, Green River
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