It’s early March, and I’m on the phone with William Albert Allard. He’s reading me what he once wrote about Arizona rancher Henry Gray, whom Allard had met while traveling across Arizona: “We sat in his kitchen, and from a butane refrigerator he poured glasses of ice-cold well water. Henry said he was 72 years old and had come to Arizona from Pecos, Texas, in 1919. On the kitchen wall were pictures of Richard Nixon as a senator and Barry Goldwater in his younger days.”