Louis L'Amour—could there be a better name for the author of Western novels? He not only sounded right, he had legions of fans, including the author of this piece. (There's an excerpt at the end of the article you want a taste.) 'They always had men on the front cover. Tall, handsome, rugged men — their rifles slung across the saddle, looking towards the dusty green, burnt sienna buttes of Colorado or New Mexico. My uncle Thaddeus kept two stacks on the dinged-up coffee table, and another on the laminated kitchen dinette. Sometimes, I'd slip my hand behind the recliner cushion and find one that had slipped down the back, chased by crinkled candy wrappers.' More...
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