���������� In 1978, William Least Heat-Moon made a 14,000-mile journey on the back roads of America, visiting 38 states along the way.�In 1982, the popular Blue Highways, which
chronicled his adventures, was published. Three decades later, Edgar Ailor III and his son, Edgar IV, retraced and photographed Heat-Moon's route, culminating in Blue Highways
Revisited, released for publication on the thirtieth anniversary of Blue Highways. A foreword by Heat-Moon notes, ��he�photographs, often with amazing accuracy, capture my
verbal images and the spirit of the book. Taking the journey again�through these pictures, I have been intrigued and even somewhat reassured that America is changing not quite so fast as
we often believe. The photographs, happily, reveal a recognizable�continuity ��but for how much longer who can say ��and I'm glad the Ailors have recorded so many places and people from
Blue Highways while they are yet with us.
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����������� Through illustrative photography and text, Ailor and his son capture once more the local color and beauty of the back roads, cafes, taverns, and people of Heat-Moon's original
trek. Almost every photograph in Blue Highways Revisited is referenced to a page in the original work. With side-by-side photographic comparisons of eleven of Heat-Moon's
characters, this new volume reflects upon and develops the memoir of Heat-Moon's cross-country study of American culture and spirit.�Photographs of Heat-Moon's logbook entries, original
manuscript pages, Olympia typewriter, Ford van, and other artifacts also give readers insight into Heat-Moon's approach to his trip. Discussions with Heat-Moon about these archival images
provide the reader insight into the travels and the writing of Blue Highways that only the perspective of the author could provide.
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����������� Blue Highways Revisited reaffirms that the "blue highway" serves as a romantic symbol of the free and restless American spirit, as the Ailors lose themselves to the
open road as Heat-Moon did thirty years previously. This book reminds readers of the insatiable attraction of the ��lue highway������ut in those brevities just before dawn and a little
after dusk��imes neither day or night��he old roads return to the sky some of its color.�Then, in truth, they carry a mysterious cast of blue, and it's that time when the pull of the blue
highway is strongest, when the open road is a beckoning, a strangeness, a place where a man can lose himself��(Introduction to Blue Highways).
