The gentle-hearted Flavio Montoya returns,now as the aged scion of his family, still tendinghis sister Ramona’s fields and wondering how allof his family could have died before him. Whenthe mountains
Madewell Brown walked into the village on a hot, dry day in 1946. A solitary black man with one arm longer than the other, he had never found a place for himself. Never, that is, until he had painted
As recorded in Rick Collignon s second novel, Perdido, a tall black man with one arm longer than the other walked into Guadalupe, New Mexico one morning about 50 years ago, stayed pretty much to himse
