A paddle-sized splinter in my toe
Back in July I started paddling rivers again. When I was a kid, I made a few trips down the Broad River and a couple of slow floats through the Okefenokee Swamp, and I paddled […]
2015
With teenage sons, I’m like Clouseau waiting for Cato to pounce
As the father of three teenage sons, I have to be constantly vigilant. At any moment of the day or night, I might find myself the victim of a sudden and violent attack. Robert, coming […]
A storm on the river
When my wife sent me a text message, we just happened to be on a spot on the river where the water is flat enough that I was willing to open the dry box. My […]