Year: 2015

by Lisa Janssen - Every once in a while my father would talk about his favorite movie Two-Lane Blacktop. As he spoke of it his gaze would drift to a place far off from the dinner table. He would describe the white line going up the middle of the highway, how it filled the screen of the drive-in theatre he had seen it in. “These two guys just drive,” he said. “That’s all they do.”