“May God’s dog serenade your campfire, may the rattlesnake and screech owl amuse your reverie, may the Great Sun dazzle your eyes by day and the Great Bear watch over you by night,” Edward Abbey (January 29, 1927 – March 14, 1989) wrote in Beyond the Wall. I just finished his last book, The Fool’s Progress: An Honest Novel. Not autobiographical, but confessional. He was scheduled for a book signing in Albuquerque but died before he made it, so I never met him. His friends wrapped him in an old sleeping bag and buried him out at the end of some lonely desert road in the Arizona back country. A stone near his grave is carved with his last words: “No Comment”