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A Thousand Country Roads: An Epilogue to the Bridges of Madison County

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In this poignant epilogue to his bestselling The Bridges of Madison County, Waller tells the remainder of the story of photographer Robert Kincaid and farmer's wife Francesca Johnson.

ISBN-13: 9780446613064

Media Type: Paperback

Publisher: Grand Central Publishing

Publication Date: 04-01-2003

Pages: 208

Product Dimensions: 6.76(w) x 10.88(h) x 0.56(d)

Robert James Waller lived on a remote ranch in the high-desert mountains of Texas, where he pursued his interests in writing, photography, music, economics, and mathematics. He was the New York Times bestselling author of The Bridges of Madison County, which was adapted into a film starring Meryl Streep and Clint Eastwood and also as a successful Broadway musical, and A Thousand Country Roads. He died in his home at age 77.

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In the cabin Robert Kincaid took a knapsack from its place on the closet shelf and grabbed a scarred Gitzo tripod leaning against the back closet wall, behind the four shirts hanging there. Scrounging around on the closet floor, he found a black wool turtleneck sweater he had bought in Ireland years ago and draped the sweater over the Gitzo. His photographer's vest swung from a hanger. He took it down and slipped into it. From the kitchen cupboard, he loaded cameras and accessories into the knapsack, neatly packing each in its place. He still had forty-three rolls of Tri-X black-and-white film in a drawer, the rolls scattered over the face of a plaque from a prestigious photography magazine: TO ROBERT L. KINCAID

IN RECOGNITION
OF A LIFETIME OF EXCELLENCE
IN THE PHOTOGRAPHIC ARTS
Animus non integritatem sed facinus cupit The heart wills not purity but adventure

He scooped the film into a plastic grocery bag, looked around, slung the tripod and sweater over one shoulder and the knapsack over the other. Locking the cabin, he was careful not to let the screen door slam as he closed it. Back in the truck. "Ready, dog?" he asked and started the engine. "Let's go see what we might have missed along the way."