In Big Creek Country By Karlene Bayok Edwards It stormed the last night of our ten-day backpack trip. Although we didn’t get wet, we watched black thunderheads pouring out rain and lightning flashing above the mountains, the same area we … Continue reading
A Family Recalls Years at the Lodge By Kitty Widner When I arrived in Idaho as a World War II bride in 1945, my husband was eager to show me the beauties of his home state. One of our first … Continue reading
One evening in Los Angeles, Walter Weymouth took my mother for a walk and asked her, “If you could lie on your back in the grass and look at the stars in the heavens and make a wish that could fulfill a dream you had dreamed more than once, what would it be?” Continue reading
When I was about five, I tripped and fell down eight rough cement porch steps. I started crying, and my father knelt down and put his arms around me. He said, “Don’t cry, kid. When it stops hurting, you’ll feel so good you’ll be glad you did it.” Continue reading
