It must be nice up there.  It must be nice to be able to look wryly at our cultural missteps and loosely identified foibles and chuckle.  It must be nice to say (from afar) “gosh, that one sure got the short end of the stick…ah, ah, ah, ah, ah” Yes, lawdy, it must be nice...

When You Forget to Whistle Vivaldi. Another poignant piece about the Jon Ferrell shooting from “Tressiemc”...