“There was a man who killed a buffalo bull to no purpose, only he wanted the blood on his hands.” — N. Scott Momaday Copy Share Image
“Darkness fell, revealing a sparkling night sky so beautiful that we decided to sleep out under the stars. At gray dawn, Phyllis woke me with an urgent voice. “Bill, Bill,” she said, “when I woke up I saw this huge… — William Packer Copy Share Image
