How to Find Fossils in New Mexico…

I was looking at him, through the glass, working on a fossil with a couple of sharp tools, and a magnifying glass. He was focused, but noticed me staring. I smiled. He also smiled and then came out to see me.

“My name is Bob Nichols… there’s no other place I’d ever live.”

When I first saw Bob Nichols, he was browsing through some of the things at this local shop. He was quiet, minding his own business. I could see his eyes being aware of his surroundings, but he himself (it seemed to me) only making the absolute, necessary moves.
The word “dignity” is what immediately comes to mind.