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Comrade RockstarLater on she did admit that she was considered something of a poet and, diffidently, showed me a few of her poems. Dixie, or DJ as many of her friends called her, was a woman in a man's world, as she put it, and it took a lot to scare her. She grew up in Wheat Ridge, where, as a girl, she first knew Dean. She still lived in her father's house, although her father was dead and she was on her own. After high school, she had married a Mr. Lloyd, which was how she got into the oil business in the 1970s when Denver boomed. Things didn't work out with Mr. Lloyd. Then the oil business dried up and Dixie took up driving a long-haul rig. As often as not she was out on the road, the rig eating up hundreds of miles of Interstate, roaring across America. At truck stops she ate with the truckers; at night, she slept tucked up in the cab of her rig. No one hassled her, because she knew her way around, she said. She said she also had her eye on the possibility of a secretarial business and she had some property up on the North Slope in Grand Junction, Colorado ...» |
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