Photo by Sam Adams

Literary legend Max Evans on the landscape of Western writing

Age is relative for Max Evans. Technically 88, he’s many hundreds of years older, he says, if you count his extensive traversals of metaphysical time and space. When the Western Writers of America held its annual convention in Albuquerque the week of June 12, Evans—one of the association’s most acclaimed and long-standing members—didn't have to travel much further than his own backyard to attend.

Photos by Richard Atkins

Foreign becomes familiar in Adobe Theater’s Men of Mah Jongg