Jack

My stepson Jackson Frishman, a formidably literate outdoorsman, dedicated conservationist, and life- long explorer of The Big Empty, has a new column in Mountain Journal: here He is already known for his wonderful photos; now perhaps his writing will get the attention it deserves too He also says some embarrassingly nice things about me. “My …

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Not the gun this time- the new bird,a female Kestrel. Padre Paul trapped her during a javelina hunt, sportscasting her approach to the trap on his cell- O Brave New World!–and suggested we call her that, likening her delicate beauty to that gun. Like most Kestrels she is pretty unflappable. Three ravens killed my larger, …

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Ink

Lauren’s eagle is done: She has also been flying her male Crowned eagle in Africa (“I have had many adventures in shitty countries”- me too!– and learning to fly herself. Girl makes me feel like a s†ay-at home provincial…

I Missed this Novel and it’s already in PB…

Celine. The a heroine is a 67 year- old New Yorker of upper- class background with emphysema and a drinking problem, controlled but not gone. She is a private detective. Her “Watson” is her husband, an ex-communist lobsterman named Pete. She faces down a biker gang in a Red Lodge MT bar with the simple …

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Very Small Pig

“Zoo Paul” McCormack of Michigan, one of my oldest friends, runs an animal educational business. He also owns the smallest pig I have ever seen, even when it grew up…amazing.

Another Damn Urban Coop sentenced to “Transportation.”

This one killed a squeaker. I missed him with a butterfly net and because he only flew to he top of the fence tried again with a BC. This proved his undoing, but only because of greed- he put his foot into the trap between the bars, killed the bird, and refused to let go …

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Paul Schmolke, call “Home”

We are worried. Daniel and Carlos have been travelling in South America, and I have been fighting neurologists, but we still notice. Let us know WHATEVER happens..