...if you might be the only person in this neck of the woods to have visited a certain place far from here?

Me, I would nominate tiny Bagdad, Arizona. (Yes, that's how they spell it.) It's a remote copper mining camp that was the site of a high school football game I had to cover in the late 1970s.

I don't know if the situation has changed. But at the time, there was one road going to Bagdad. Once you turned off the state route, It was a desolate stretch of about 40 miles to the dreary company town.

The game was between Williams High and Bagdad High. Williams had a kid, Billy Hatcher, who would go on to be a major league baseball player. He was a running back.

Williams had another back named Jimmy Luna. I could be wrong about that first name, but Luna was definitely his last name. I remember because I told him at some point that if he had occasion to dive into the end zone in an arguably spectacular way, I could refer to it in print as him having come in for "a Luna landing."

I can't recall his reaction. But I remember that Williams won.

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