First Light

Right Place, Right Time

It had been a long climb since 4:30 that morning, I rode the horse up until I was about a half mile from the top then hobbled him at a small meadow so he could eat while I quietly slipped on up the mountain. I eased up over the edge of Johnny Bull header and peaked...

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Quicker on the Draw

Recently on a trip to Alaska to visit old friends, escape the south Texas smoldering heat and do a lot of much needed fishing I had a short layover in the Houston terminal. Gravitating to a food bar I got a large cup of iced tea and had a seat to wait the hour or so....

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The Train Man

WOW! Was all I could say as I stood there marveling at the display of toy trains. I had never seen such a display. Dozens of them running all directions. Over miniature mountains, through tunnels, stopping here and there to play like they filled with water, load...

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Hauling Salmon and Kids

I was sitting in my jeep on the crest of the second hill on the center fence line Saturday evening watching 38 deer eat corn I had put out a half hour earlier. The scene from that vantage point is really something. The sun is over my right shoulder and highlights the...

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JoJo

It was still dark when I was finishing up my oatmeal. The hot dry summer air of late July was coming through the window and I was contemplating the long day ahead. We were in the middle of one of the worst droughts in history. Don't know if any of you have ever drug a...

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A Little Salt for My Children

I am telling this as a picture in my mind. A story I heard my aunt telling a friend of hers when I was very young. My mom, her older sister and younger brother were the only ones of eight left at home during the 'Great Depression'. Living five miles out of town, just...

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Parachuting

I loved the Calvin and Hobbes comic strip. That guy did the world a terrible disservice when he quit drawing it. I could relate so closely with that little guy it was unreal. My uncle was over seas during the war and right after it ended he had sent my grandmother...

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