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  • They had two pickups, one towing a flatbed and the other a camper and one of the trucks was giving the other a jump when we pulled into the gas station. They were piled high and full with everything you would take with you to set out to somewhere new. Furniture, toys, tools, clothes, dogs and three children that i could see, all headed to Missouri and i think they were from Plainview or somewhere. Said their last name was Cain.

    Right away they reminded me of Grapes Of Wrath and that line about the people in flight from the terror behind. Urgent, quiet and stout as hell. They said i could photograph them if i would hurry and just sat there pretty quiet while i did. The guy had a face i could never forget and had a good share of tattoos that let me know he had done some things. The woman driving looked like an older and weathered version of a girl i went to school with. The little girl in the back was a cute little ginger baby with really big and curious eyes. The three boys sharing the backseat with her weren't as interested in my presence, they just stared on neutrally. After a few shots, the husband stuck his finger out for his wife. Then they packed up, closed the hoods and took off.

    Everything described above now exists as images but it was this of just the two men, taken the moment before they drove away that is now a part of my soul. Happy birthday to me.
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