James Cihlar The appeal of the slightly rancid smell of loose meat and onions, the Pony Burger at Bronco’s Drive In. My attempt to eke out a living in an indifferent locale. There must be a world beyond the world, a door at the intersection of Saddle Creek and Leavenworth that I haven’t tried yet. Baker’s Supermarket is the place to be. Before the baby boom, everyone thought being old was cool. Looking through a movie book I see...