Parker Heinlein

We left Montana the last day of February driving south in search of sun and surf. We returned two weeks later to a world much different than the one we’d left.

Times certainly have changed.

It’s time to start all over again.

When I was a kid my dad gave me an autographed copy of a book by Sasha Siemel. He was a professional hunter in Brazil, famous for killing more than 300 jaguars with a spear.

It’s only the middle of winter and I can already see the bottom of the freezer.

Last week’s column on the impending invasion of feral swine from Canada attracted an unusual amount of attention.

Invaders are massing at our border and a bombastic reality TV star promises to save our bacon.

I’m a little torn.