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I am standing in the cemetery at Byrds, Texas. What did Judy say? "God-forsaken is beautiful, too." A very old man who has cancer on his face and takes care of the cemetery, is raking a grave in such a manner as to almost (polish it like a piece of silver. An old dog stands beside him. It's a hot day: 105. What am I doing out here in west Texas, standing in a cemetery? The old man wonders about that, too. My presence has become a part of his raking. I know that he is also polishing me.
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