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[23 Nov 2009 | No Comment | 946 views]

“You boys about ready with your Science Fair experiment?” snarled Mr. O’Beeker. “I hope to heck you guys aren’t going to embarrass me with this project. You know, Old Miss Keaster, the Chairwoman of the Non-athletic Discretionary Spending and Sidewalk Maintenance Committee of the School Board, will be judging today. Do I need to remind you two leg-holders that this is the same committee that reviews my pay?”

“We’re finished with the project and able to demonstrate quite clearly one of …

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Pastor Larson Johansson, the energetic and newly ordained Norwegian minister, was called to guide the souls of the Lutheran Church of the Good Life – a congregation of largely elderly and good folks from the Old Country. After two weeks, Pastor Johansson was already a smashing success having raised enough money to install a new electric wheel chair that would trolley the weak and feeble up and down the flight of stairs leading from the church entrance. It was no …

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The sport with the fly is a popular one these days. I long for the times when a chance meeting with fellow fly fisherman on beauty’s banks was met with celebration – a chance to exchange a story or two and, if lucky, to pawn a homemade fly in exchange for a complimentary word about its craftsmanship and allure. But these days, nearly all my lucky spots are overrun with impatient fishermen, scurrying from hole to hole, who have nary …

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What have we here? This is big brookie haven! Careful now, approach silently from the upstream shallows and make sure the sunset stays to my right.

As far as I could tell, here was the best hole in this stretch of the creek. Just two hours before, I had painstakingly fished this hole and worked my way through the babbling riffles and all the way downstream of the meandering Cook’s Run. In fact, this is where I entered the creek those …