He’d take his Winchester 94 from the gun rack and step out of the jeep looking like God himself put him up to what he was about to do. Then he would shoulder the rifle and thumb back the hammer. Gunshots rang louder in the morning. Kris never forgot that.
Here’s to pipelines: the cause of, and solution to, all of life’s problems.
What a life this suddenly seemed, pulling his coat around him, what a vastness of possibility presented itself in this world that had been abruptly simplified…
My guide was Ian McShane. One of those actors you don’t know about for a long time and then one day you’d always known him. Ubiquitous, transcending time, like Forest Whitaker.