Last month, Inverness resident Mariah Nielson was helping set up a show of her father’s work in Santa Fe when there was a knock on the door. She opened the gallery to an elderly man with long, shaggy hair and big, glowing brown eyes. Fuzzy memories registered in her brain, but she couldn’t quite place him.
The man, dressed in house slippers in the blazing New Mexico sun, introduced himself as Fred Church. He told…