My dad had this rock hard body and would work 12- to 13-hour days. The guys he worked with were scrap-iron guys. Nobody on that road crew had read a book in 10 years, but there was something about the way they lived I really admired. – Richard Russo
My books are elegiac in the sense that theyre odes to a nation that even I sometimes think may not exist anymore except in my memory and my imagination. – Richard Russo
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