Greyhound to Detroit Via Amarillo

In which I avoid getting hitched in Texas

This was Motown, this was New France

Where the Chippewa did the Fire Dance

That was long ago, this is here and now

But the memory still remains somehow

--- Sam Roberts

1975 —

I packed for Detroit two ways. One, like I might be back in two weeks— and the other, like I might settle in for good.

Tracey promised, if I didn’t come back, that she would ship my nea…