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In the Spirit of Honore' Daumier
I got so bored driving to Fargo every night that if my wife wasn't with me I would pick up any hitchhiker I saw. Did some CRAZY stuff back then.
I spent some time in Grand Forks back in the early 70’s, hitchhiking was the norm especially during the winter. I still remember picking up somebody on the way back to the base, we tried to wake him up and he did not respond at first, for a minute I thought he ODed. I was 19 at the time and for a second I thought about where I was going to dump his body. We were all Crazy and Stupid, North Dakota only added to the mix.
