May 9: Doc Campbell's (Silver City), NM

Garret left a message on my phone around noon. He was a bit angry because camera "goes on the fritz" fairly often, but besides that he seemed good. It was raining when he called and he had forded the Gila river which was mid-thigh deep "fifty-some-odd times in the previous twenty-four hours." He says nobody picks up the phone when he calls.

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