An Old Man’s Memories of August

An Old Man’s Memories of August

This fisherman’s fairytale is far from folklore… A true story of giants, fairies, heroism and romance stay alive in an old man’s memories. Once upon a time long ago and far, far away, there was a boy. “Wait,” someone will shout. “That sounds like an...
Trophy Room? Or House of Memories?

Trophy Room? Or House of Memories?

Some call their sporting lairs “man cave” or “trophy room.” But my very core contorts at either of the two, for this house is neither. It is a house of memories. I have a trophy house. Built it myself from beetle-killed pines, lightning-struck...