My expectations were high. I had been hunting before, but hunting elk was a whole lot more challenging than hunting deer. Neither were my other hunting trips as high in the mountains, where it was bitterly cold and two feet of snow. This adventure was just outside the mile-high community of Philipsburg, Montana. A Montana tourism site describes the small town like this:  Philipsburg

As a teen, I made a few forays into the culinary arts. Because of my appetite for them, I became rather good at making chocolate chip cookies. However, during one of my early attempts, I made a big mistake. It was a simple and small mistake when compared to important matters, but it was big mistake in making cookies from scratch. I simply misread

Building or bridge collapse.  Why? The answer is simple. Someone cheated. Someone came up with their own reality and many people suffered. They pretended they were being honest with codes and laws of nature.  Because we don’t want incidents like the one described above, societies have discovered and agreed upon values. It doesn’t matter what trade school, they all teach the same principles and use

“I can just see them: spellbound, wide-eyed, mouths gaping and minds whirring.  People of varying occupations, ages, races and socioeconomic backgrounds who had one thing in common – they had never heard anything like they were hearing from the unkempt, long-haired mountain man who was leaning back in his chair, gazing into space, describing a remote mountain scene he claimed to have seen with his