I grew up hearing the name Louis L'Amour and that he was a famous, prolific Western writer, but that's it. My mother had one of his novels (but hated it) and mentioned him when we went to Zion National Park while I was in high school. So when I wanted to return to Zion but didn't have the money around '09 or '10, I tried reading him, figuring it was the next best thing. At that time I desperately wanted to move to the southwest but couldn't afford it. I fell in love with his books as he described landscapes, flora, the cool of the desert night, and how people figured out how to live in such a harsh landscape. A lot of people were confused why I'd want to read, in their perception, books about cattle rustlers fighting - these are just a portion of most of his Western novels. When I worked at the bookstore at O'Hare, I was the only employee who read Westerns and so many grizzled old men were baffled that when they asked for recommendations, I was the only...