Crow Country Moses
January / February, 2016
shapeType32lineWidth8890shapeType32lineWidth8890shapeType32lineWidth8890shapeType32lineWidth8890ACROSS THE DUSTY MONTANA PLAINS, A LONELY FATHER AND SON SEARCH FOR CONNECTION I was lost. Well, more accurately, my father was lost and I was with my father. Does that make me lost by default? I suppose so. Some would say that it is an inherited trait, being lost, like having blue eyes, alcoholism or a tendency to see the glass half empty. In Crow country, there are horses everywhere. Mostly wild pat...
