Brought on by a sign-off from Tommy : "Tommy from the land of constant desert - Mesa, Az". In September of '74 I loaded my '69 Chevvy pickup with my worldly possessions and headed west to "see the elephant". I stopped near Phoenix for a few days to look for work; didn't find it. Headed west through the desert for California then. That country is/was 'living desert' y'know, and folks ran cattle in it, one cow per square mile I was told. And I spotted one of them, a whiteface, staring at me from a gap in what passes for vegetation there. Must have made an impression, because I still remember it 40+ years later.