(Journalistic narration) They say great stories happen to those who can tell them. Robert J. Guthard is an exception to that rule. As I sit at his table, sip his coffee and listen to him recount the past 65 years it sounds like he's reading off a shopping list. Every event, his first job, his second wedding, his third divorce, none of them receive more than one or two sentences. Rob plows through the years, the curt, dispassionate curator of his own personal history. Yet the story itself is so fascinating, so rich with moments and so wildly meandering that it somehow stands on its own merits. It's a great story, no matter how you tell it.

Rob, just a second ago, when you told us the next turn was coming up. Why did you use the word "trap"? / I have it in my notes. You said, "Folks we're coming to the end soon, first little trap's coming up. Our next turn is sharp left as we leave. Look out for it." Is there a reason you used the word "trap"? / He thought the road was trying to deceive him?

(Out of breath. Exerted and injured, Alice has climbed back out of a ditch to use the radio to signal)Bristol to all cars. Lilith you need to get moving. Bluejay heard us. She's not listening now but she knows I'm meeting you near the clearing. Get yourself back here ok? Lilith can you hear me?