Adventures

May, 1977

Rock-climbing concentrates the mind wonderfully. With your toes jammed into cracks in the stone, finger tips clinging to the tiniest crevice in the cliff face, your body hanging in space 100 feet above the nearest flat place, thoughts of the ephemera of everyday life vanish.You say you can't make the mortgage payments on that posh new condo? Your dog bit the guy next door and he's suing you for every nickel you've got? Your girlfriend just ran off with her hair-dresser? You call that important,...