Jack Kerouac's description of Concrete, WA, driving through in 1956: "Here we come into old Concrete and cross a narrow bridge and there's all the Kafkaean gray cement factories and lifts for concrete buckets a mile long into the concrete mountain - then the little American parked cars aslant of monastic countrified Main Street, with hot flashing windows of dull stores, Five & Tens, women in cotton dresses buying packages, old farmers pitting on their haunches at the feed store, the hardware store, people in dark glasses at the Post Office..." - Desolation Angels
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