Category Archives: 2016-02, February 2016 (Victor)

Reading the Rock

My ex-boyfriend called. He wanted to go camping, and for some reason he wanted me to join him. “Umm, what’s the occasion?” I stammered.

“I just want to get out of town for a few days before classes start. We can fish the North Fork. I hear you’ve been learning to fly fish.” He waited for a reply, and I tried to imagine spending a friends-only weekend with a guy who still had a firm grip on my heart. Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Heather Solsvik / Leave a comment

The Shred Shed

I hung up the phone and clutched my seventeen-year-old forehead, dropping my elbows onto the wobbly card table. “I stink at this,” I whispered. Across the mostly empty room, my high school classmate Ron was in the middle of nailing another sale. He made telemarketing look so easy. Geez, I’d buy from him if he called my number. Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Peter D. McQuade / Leave a comment

Speeders

One thing people quickly learn about me is that I have “railroad blood.” My fascination with trains has been lifelong. When I was a toddler, my father Chilton Phoenix, a World War II vet, was studying law at Stanford University.

One day I wandered away from the student housing where my folks were living. Soon after, the search party my mother organized found me a few blocks away, in diapers, with my little red wagon, waving to a commuter train. Dad had once taken me there to see trains and wave at the engineer, so I knew the way. Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Bill Phoenix / Leave a comment

Catch and Release

During autumn in Idaho, the days are still warm but mornings and evenings call for sweatshirts. An eighty-degree autumn day doesn’t have the sharp edges of an eighty-degree summer day.

First frost can be as early as August. Rising early requires a light, because the sun is grabbing an extra forty. Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Melinda Stiles / Leave a comment

Bennett Mountain

A prominent mountain northeast of Mountain Home, seen on the left as you pass through the outskirts of town on I-84 eastbound, bears the name Bennett Mountain. Scores of my cousins and second cousins and their children recount with pride that the mountain was named for Richard Bennett, our ancestor.

I grew up in Mountain Home and don’t remember any of the locals or family members ever questioning the origin of the mountain’s name. It was named after my great-grandfather who ran sheep there a hundred and thirty-five years ago . . . or was it? Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Richard Bennett / 2 Comments

At the Library

It’s a cold fall night, and the sun has already set. The building is darker than usual and the sparse lighting that previously seemed cozy is now foreboding. Several police officers mill about, and I peek around the corner as two slim men with long gray beards, twins, are put into cuffs and led out the door. They’ve violated a restraining order. For me, it’s another day on the job—at the public library. Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Amanda Venema / Leave a comment

Victor–Spotlight

My first memorable visit to Victor was aboard a passenger train. I was traveling with the rest of my first-grade classmates from Driggs on what was then an annual student field trip. That was sixty-two years ago, when Victor was a terminus for tourists traveling to and from Yellowstone National Park and Jackson Hole, Wyoming. The train brought not only first-graders and other local passengers but also skiers eager to try out the runs near Victor and across Teton Pass in Jackson. Continue reading

This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options.
Register & Purchase  Purchase Only
Posted on by Joyce Driggs Edlefsen / Leave a comment