Mike Roach, Saint Joseph's Cemetery, Renovo I could see the dark skies upriver and knew rain was on its way. So far, I had managed to avoid the rain, but I knew I could only stay ahead of the approaching storm for so long. I was hoping it stayed away long enough for me to … Continue reading Mike Roach: Baseball Player
Note: This is the second part of the series about the Lost Treasure of Dents Run. The first part can be found here: Dents Run: The Legend The vehicle bounced over rocks and ruts as I made my way slowly up the mountainside. Although the road was wide enough for two vehicles to easily pass, I … Continue reading The Lost Treasure of Dents Run: The Debate
As we topped Winslow Hill, both my parents called out they saw elk on the distant hillside. I parked in the viewing lot so they could study the magnificent creatures moving about with seemingly little care in the world. “That one’s a bull,” my father announced as the monarch stepped into the field from the … Continue reading The Lost Treasure of Dents Run: The Legend
