Pure and simply put, George was special; a wonderful older brother who we all adored. Thank you, George. This poem is for you. (Note: post updated with new photo at 12:15 pm)
Family
At night I would lie awake in the roll away bed in the far corner of the living room in the two-room apartment dominos still…
These books, river voices, haiku from hikes and climbs, family reflections, a climbing history and photographs, words brought back from the mountains. ‘River Voices’ are poems from my