brent taylor
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We May Never Pass This Way Again
My summer of 1977 was bookended by Harry and Elvis. Harry Whittaker, the President of our Senior Class at College High School, always had a way of making you feel better than you had the right to feel about yourself.… Continue reading
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Meandering Scars
I once heard two boys talking as they gazed through a fence at some girls playing. After surveying the situation, one boy asked the other, “whaddya wanna do?” The second boy replied, “Let’s throw rocks at ‘em!” This was generally… Continue reading
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Kenny Walker
My father was just a kid when he heard the news about uncle Kenny. Terrel Taylor was raking hay on a neighboring farm when his mother, Grace Walker Taylor, drove towards him in the meadow crying, saying that her brother,… Continue reading
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RV 6 Targhee to Jackson Hole
Shalom see you in Colorado! Continue reading
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RV 5 Yellowstone
Watermelon kombucha at Fayes Brunch at Fayes, an old schoolhouse now dining room. Faye serves breakfast til 11:00 or until 40 customers served whichever comes first. Huevos rancheros with stuffed jalapeños, salmon with quinoa and cinnamon rolls Kayaking, fly fisherman,… Continue reading
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RV 5 Yellowstone
Watermelon kombucha at Fayes Brunch at Fayes, an old schoolhouse art room. Faye serves breakfast til 11:00 or until 40 customers whichever comes first. Huevos rancheros with stuffed jalapeños and salmon with quinoa and cinnamon rolls Kayaking, fly fisherman, waders,… Continue reading

