Bill Cypress

Bill Cypress

We thought Bill Cypress was as close to perfection as human beings ever got. State Highway 16 ran south out of town. Not straight south — not to start, anyway. It had to work its way out of the hills first and make a couple of gentle turns past the new high school...

A Fishy Tale

A Fishy Tale

In my youth, I chanced to date a girl whose family had a cabin on a lake. The lake was Bay Lake, just north of sprawling Mille Lacs Lake in central Minnesota. Going to the cabin was an escape from reality. Annie’s father took good care of the place, and when we made...

Earning My Keep

Cameron the Weim — Hat Retriever Extraordinaire! I have written many times that I like hunting, pointing and retrieving birds. It’s the life of a top sporting dog — me. Now comes this new duty — hat retrieving. The other day Mike and I were at a high country lake —...