You Can Find Your Way Across This

The Reality Of Any Place Is What Its People Remember Of It.

I Didn't Like The Competitiveness Of Big-time Journalism.

Often I Have Been Exhausted On Trout Streams, Uncomfortable, Wet, Cold, Briar Scarred, Sunburned, Mosquito Bitten, But Never, With A Fly Rod In My Hand Have I Been Less Than In A Place That Was Less Than Beautiful.

There Is Such A Thing As A National Conscience, And It Can Be Touched.

It Does No Harm Just Once In A While To Acknowledge That The Whole Country Isn't In Flames, That There Are People In The Country Besides Politicians, Entertainers, And Criminals.