My 2000 year-end letter where I talk about getting Elderhostlers lost in a parking lot and getting paid to roast marshmallows and to not play the guitar. Only in America.
T- not playing the Guitar @ the Overleaf Bonfire
A year-end letter I sent in 1994 where I talk about the odd things you can recycle at a forest fire and winning a major forestry award in, of all places, Cleveland.
Me building my house
The year-end letter I sent in 1991 describing driving the back roads of America in a 1951 Plymouth and taking disabled kids into the woods.
