Well, there were business reverses. Due to the reverses, I was forced
to miss the next few reunions. But I had a lot of time to think and
study, in between times at the farm and the shop where we stamped out
license plates for the state.
When I got out, I began looking for El Greco.
I spent six months at it, and I didn't have any luck at all. El Greco
had moved his laboratory and left no forwarding address.
But I wanted to find him. I wanted it so badly, I could taste it,
because I had begun to have some idea of what he was talking about,
and so I kept on looking.