November

Novembery

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I’m not like you. You’re dreaming of bright skies and blue waters. I’m driving through this mist and this gray with my windshield wipers on intermittently and I stop to … Read more

California Dreaming

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California has positioned itself as the cultural king of America, as every Midwestern kid knows. A weekend visit to judge its importance.

Pier Guys

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This morning things seem ideal. I woke up, which is a nice start to any day. My house was warm, my children healthy, and when I sat on the edge of

November

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If I were the sort of person who was forced to spend sixth months in a more tax advantageous state, it would be a struggle for me. In order to find

Lake Geneva Ski Season

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I write with disappointment today.  Today is opening day at Alpine Valley, the ski hill near Lake Geneva where my family spends considerable time during these coming winter months. Last … Read more

The Hunt

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I kill animals every year. Or at least one animal every year. It’s a right of passage, a tradition, something I do, annually.  I’m a killer, I suppose.  But I’m … Read more

Small

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When I first drove to the Driftless, I didn’t know what it was, or where it was, or anything else about it. I knew only what I had been told, … Read more