


A modern-day Transcendentalist with the ability to take ordinary experiences and see something other worldly and spiritual in their contexts, he is a moralist without being preachy, a storyteller without being banal, a superb writer without being pedantic. Trogdon called these back roads “blue highways” because on old road maps they were represented by blue ink lines.Īlong the journey, Trogdon re-examined his Osage roots and changed his name to that Indian name given by him at birth-William Least Heat Moon-not in rejection of his Anglo heritage, but rather as a celebration of both ancestries. What do you do when your wife and your boss simultaneously give you your walking papers? If you’re William Trogdon back in 1978, you hit the road in a van, even though the road hits you back, and you try to regroup during a three-month, 13,889-mile journey along the back roads of America.

Citation: Rendezvousing with Contemporary Writers by Hank Nuwer, Idaho University Press, 1988
