"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it." -- Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It "So I go back to a pew, preacher, and a choirsinging 'bout God, brimstone and fireand the smell of Sunday chicken after church" -- Kenny Chesney, "I Go Back" "Get out my machete and battle … Continue reading On Rivers and Memories
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