William Claspy wrote:

I was going to post a snippet of poetic response containing something about
slaking one's thirst, but then decided Timmmmmay has probably had enough of
that sort of thing for a while... :-) Wouldn't want to offend any of the
regulars, you see.

I'd rather apologize on ROFF than ... ooops, wrong saying.

(Well, that and it was time to administer thirst quenchers, activity which
generally supercedes [though occasionally accompanies] rhymed verse.)

Couplets? Limericks? :-)

Hey, while we're discussing ignorance, I'll mention a book that a friend
pointed me to yesterday entitled "Great River: The Rio Grande in North
American History", by Paul Horgan. It's a massive work, some 900 pages in
two volumes, and originally published in 1954. It is an example of what I
have come to call a "Wolfgang book". I haven't looked at it yet, but my
friend tells me it is an excellent read. Chuck (and Jon), I thought it
might be of interest to you because of where you live, but I thought I'd
mention it more broadly to the group because of the recent discussion of
that area of our great country in the Gila trout thread. I don't know much
about the desert southwest, but am more and more intrigued by it. Besides,
any good book should get some mention now and then, no?

Funny you should mention that. We currently have an exihibit in our
Southwestern Writers Collection entitled: Rio Grande: The Storied River.
I haven't seen it yet, but I'm guessing that Horgan is prominently
featured in it. I know we have signed copies of many of his works in
Special Collections/Southwestern Writers.

I'm almost ashamed to say that I've never read any of his works.
But hey ... what is there in a desert anyhow? Snakes? Scorpions? Sand?
Cactus? Injuns?


Chuck Vance (helping stamp out ignorance at every turn)