Tom Darrell gazed up at the massive birch limb and shook his head. “No, I don’t think they do that in real life,” he said. “Only in the movies. Only on TV.” Sarah looked at him. “Sure they … Continue reading
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I don’t smoke anymore, but I did for many years, and I was good at it. I smoked fifty Marlboros a day, every day, and twice that number on weekends. I always lit up a cigarette first thing in … Continue reading
The rattlesnake incident happened July 4th, 1986, but in the clarity of my memory, it was yesterday. I left camp at 6:00 o’clock that morning and traveled deep into the woods along a remote but well-known local trout stream, … Continue reading