No man is that simple. Ronald Simpleman is not about to take the fall for the faults of the fathers. He may be a pansy, but he's no patsy. While his conscience has been in full-blown crisis mode for three quarters of a century, this self-exiled hermit feels like it might be finally safe to ease out of hiding. Misguided in childhood through the faults of his father, just as his grandfather had misled his dad, Simpleman has been burdened by secrets he's lugged around since he was a kid. Lying low as a recluse on family acreage clinging to the sloped outskirts of Crested Butte, he has managed to outlive ten presidents and-at least so far-outsmart those who might be after him. Now, with what might be his final winter upon him and too little time left to expunge his guilt-ridden soul, Simpleman believes he just might get away scot-free as he begins to round up his closeted skeletons for the short trip to his final resting place in the Simpleman Family plot.