On a recent sunny Monday morning, 85-year-old Doug Brown pulled up to a breakfast joint in Willits in his white pickup. Bold white letters on the tinted camper shell window spelled out “Water Witcher, ...
The instrument he held was reminiscent of a divining rod with which some mountain inhabitants used to detect water. But Bohannon isn’t seeking water. He is seeking lost cemeteries and forgotten graves ...
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