Phoenix, Arizona: Nowhere Near Winslow, Arizona

Imagine my surprise and subsequent disappointment when I figured out while in Phoenix that my travels would not take me anywhere close to Winslow, Arizona, where I had plans to stand on a corner until such time that a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford slowed down to take a look at me.

I guess it’s all for the best though because waiting for a girl in a Ford truck to slow down and wolf-whistle at me could be something that takes a little time.

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One Response to Phoenix, Arizona: Nowhere Near Winslow, Arizona

  1. Jonathan Sauer says:

    You nailed how fantasies take on a life of their own and, when they aren’t realized, subside with remarkable gentleness. This is really a nice piece of truthm Frank—–and you know when to to let it go as a write. I envy your talent.

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