Paul Vlachos is a New Yorker who understands The West. And he is a New Yorker who understands New York. Wherever Paul goes, he finds signs of life… I don’t have many words this month. I have burned them all…
In early December, when Cisco Davey contacted me to say that his dad, Ken Davey, had died, I was, for once, at a loss for words. I guess I still am. Ken was my next door neighbor in Moab for…