Bordering on Complete Sanity: Shuttered
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist Once upon a time, my brother F.K. arranged a hike into a mountain lake, which several others fell victim to. Fishing King Compton would—and still will—do anything to catch...
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Bordering on Complete Sanity:
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist The mini-tempest caused by closure of Scotchman Peak Trail #65 for “aggressive mountain goats” is interesting; personally, professionally, and purely culturally. When the Forest Service closed Trail #65 because...
Bordering on Complete Sanity:
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist When we were children, we played an odd summertime game. We’d sit in the front yard of my grandparents’ trailer house/cabin within view of the highway, pick a color...
Bordering on complete sanity:
By Sandy Compton Reader Staff Has it been hot or is it just me? OK. Damnably hot. Not hellishly hot, yet, but still. A friend pointed out yesterday that if global warming isn’t real,...
Bordering on complete sanity: Lame-ass drivers and big-ass trucks
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist This is for those who drive too close, too fast and too irresponsibly to deserve a driver’s license. When you bought the car (or your parents did to get...
