"I grew up as a simple southern California surfer boy ten miles down the road in Ventura".
"Who knows when, or where, or why the need to write things
down will first strike. I'd been going to the mountains since I was eight. But
in the summer of 1971, when I was 17, something special happened. My cousin and
I crossed the Sierra east to west over some pretty rugged, mostly trackless,
terrain. It was then I first experienced how vital a sense of place was to me.
When I returned, I started writing stories".
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