Seven nights from now, after a week of daily high temperatures of not less than 105 degrees, a crew of drug carriers bearing heavy backpacks will come through this pass under the bright beam of a quarter moon and find Alberto Fonseca lying crippled in an open patch of moonlight amid empty water bottles, prattling in hoarse unintelligible whispers like some becrazed wilderness prophet.

More than opposable thumbs and the invention of the flinthead axe, it was our ability to transcend the quotidian by weaving tales of awe and wonder that set us apart from the beasts.

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Roads crowded with fleeing refugees, and poor communications hampered Allied counteradvances. German units were equipped with radios while Allied commanders relied on the French telephone system.