By MONTE DUTTON Eels hover above Paris Mountain. (Monte Dutton photos) Click here. I thought well, gee whiz, why not just start the season? Saturday was the first one in the autumn when it’s not too hot. Except it was March 16. Fluffy clouds slowly crossed the sky, northeast, as if they constituted an armed …
Nightrider's Lament
"Why do they [write] for their money? Why do they [work] for short pay? They ain't getting nowhere and they're losing their share. They must have gone crazy back there." — Michael Burton (paraphrased)
