“It took nearly half an hour for the bus to creep forward until it approached the heavy, fortress-like building of the border check-point. When Bryce saw the high barbed-wire fence with it's V-shaped barrier on the top stretching off in both directions, he shook his head in disbelief. Two days ago, he had driven across this border between New York and Connecticut at about sixty-five mils an hour with hardly a second thought.”