Traveling along Interstate 40 from Sedona to Albuquerque, we stopped in the tiny town of Winslow, Arizona for breakfast. Dry, barren of vegetation and slightly depressed, this enclave was located off the highway on the old Route 66, once known as the Main Street of America. Void of traffic, the town seemed deprived of opportunity and store fronts were vacant. It struck me how the super highway that had been built to ease my journey … Read More
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