He crossed paths with, and connected to other human beings in ways not imagined possible: the driver expecting angels, non-teaching teachers, prostitutes, beach combers, grave diggers, jet pilots, college professor dropouts, Callie’s letter never delivered, the Hells Angel Old Lady, the jade picker, the pink-clogged British Professor of literature striding a remote Mexican beach, the stitch-giving Carmel Bar cocktail waitress, the death defying Mexican bus drivers, a single testicle artist, an escaped prisoner fleeing Mexican Federales, the Los Angeles gay couple, the Canadian youths asked to take a horse in trade for sex with their women, a Humboldt County logger-drug dealer spinning and dancing into the wet Eureka night, forehead sweating, and many more not listed here.