Taos writer John Nichols remembers first meeting Phaedra Greenwood. "I drove up to my old-new house and found this woman sitting there in my driveway playing her guitar. She …
By Tamra Testerman
email@example.com | 5/31/19
The following piece is an excerpt from the chapter “Crack of thunder, first drops of rain” in Jim Levy’s memoir, “Rowdy’s Boy,” about his childhood and adolescence. To get from Los Angeles to Taos, my mother took Route 66, driven in the blazing heat of five summers, 1948-‘52, east in June and back again in August, the first time in a green Hudson when our mother was 40, Bunny was 9, I was 7 and infant Mary.
By Jim Levy | 9/22/17
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