THE PASSAGE OF PALMER DAY Palmer Day, a seventy-three year old child-like man, runs away from home because he has to - and because, after all, he wants to. Widowed for ten years with no children, he slaps his meager affairs in order, throws together a few things, jumps into his blue Chevy pickup truck, and heads west from north Jersey. His odyssey of just a week - it begins on the vernal equinox, on Good Friday - takes him a wide circle through eight...