Category Archives: American History

Other People’s Pain

The money comes from other’s pain And goes to healing other’s pain   I do not cause the pain I simply take it’s photograph   I search the pain out in small towns And hidden city parks   Some towns … Continue reading

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Social Trails Beyond the Forest

Most land management professionals and many recreation professionals know what a social trail is, but in case you’re reading this and don’t have that sort of background social trails (less politely known as herd trails) are trails that develop between … Continue reading

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The Next Adventure Part Five

Even as he rolled past the secretary’s desk he knew he’d been unprofessional, but just then, as he banged on the down button of the elevator he didn’t particularly care. He’d never been much of one for working out before … Continue reading

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The Next Adventure Part 2

Scott slipped into the back of the classroom and put his flatbread chicken sandwich down on the desk.  Having been in master’s program courses with Dodd he knew that the actual students would be expected to sit at the front, … Continue reading

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The Next Adventure Pt 1

He looked out the window of his PhD advisors office and sighed. “It’s autumn, and look at those leaves.  Two years ago, I was out there in it. Walking across the North East, following creeks finding my way over the … Continue reading

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Canyon Dream

Deep deep down That canyon is still there Beneath bayou mud And autumn snow   Her river runs Within my blood To never reach The sea   Salt Cedar Cheat grass And Vegas Suck her dry   And I May … Continue reading

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Oregon Trail Card Game Thoughts

Many of us over the age of twenty-five began learning about the concept of Manifest Destiny playing the classic computer game “Oregon Trail” which went through numerous versions over the decades and innumerable operating systems that allowed players to travel … Continue reading

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So you want to move to Canada?

As some of you know, I lived in Vermont when I was younger.  A lot younger.  When I lived in Vermont it wasn’t uncommon to make day trips, and weekend trips to Quebec.   When my grandfather lived in Derby Line … Continue reading

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…Peace is Priceless

A year ago one of the best people I’ve known in my life died.  A person who marched against American sponsored torture camps trained at the School of the Americas.  Who spoke about her belief in justice for the downtrodden … Continue reading

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Yampa Canyon Poem

Deep deep down That canyon is still there Beneath bayou mud And autumn snow   Her river runs Within my blood To never reach The sea   Salt Cedar Cheat grass And Vegas Suck her dry   And I May … Continue reading

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