I grew up in a small farm town in rural western New York State. As a boy, I often wandered out into the woods, hills, and fields. There was a peace and solitude I loved about the wild places. I suppose that’s why I live in Wyoming today.
I spent many happy hours wondering in those wild places, usually alone, and sometimes with my brother and cousins. Many warm memories of those childhood days remain with me today.
But there was one place we were afraid of — a dark, dense woods.… Read more