"Slowly, in this town of 25,000 mostly retirees and blue-collar workers, where untethered wanderers roll off Interstate 40 like so many tumbleweeds, residents let down their guard for one peculiar 68-year-old man few call James or Zyla. Here, he’s Santa James." —John M. Glionna, "A homeless man wandered in one day, and this Arizona town … Continue reading Santa James
