LLOYD R FREE
NOVELIST
​Amazing travelers, what noble stories
We read in the deep oceans of your gaze!
Show us your memory's casket, and the glories
Streaming from gems made out of stars and rays!
We, too, would roam without a sail or steam,
And to combat the boredom of our jail,
Would stretch, like canvas on our souls, a dream,
Framed in horizons, of the seas you sail.



THE DEADLY CATTLE CHUTE
THE ENTRY TUNNEL TO THE CORRIDA
DAY ONE OF THE FESTIVAL OF SAN FERMIN
THE RUNNING OF THE BULLS
​PAMPALONA, SPAIN
JULY, 1961
CAN YOU SPOT THE AUTHOR AMIDST THE BLOODY FRAY?