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March rolls into town. Dampish feeling, wind has a touch of cruel to it. Due to come out of the East, this afternoon
I decided to save you a bunch of angst. I went through the CBC online. Nope. Really. Nothing that you would want to hear.
Assume the world is right [ big lie ] but there is nothing that you can do about it
Wrong. " curl up in a pile of warm laundry is about it "
" March is a green muddy month down below " says Bear Claw Chris Lapp to Jeremiah Johnson [ this is ' liver eating ' Johnson ].
' Winter s a long time going ...... stays long, this high '
Well, I got news there ' Bear Claw ' - winter stays long in Scarborough, too.
We saw sun. Cold winds. I cleared out the last of the ice from the back gutters [ and laid in some electric coils, to boot }
Winter is not over or weren't you listening to ol ' Puxetawny Phil '
the big lie. Jeremiah Johnson was real. OR a version thereof.
Johnson was a mountain man where the stories are stories so take what you will
JJ was wild, and liver eating was an earned, sobriquet. He lived in a cave w/ a panther. And this image is NOT the Robert Redford model.
Be careful what you believe
"Based upon a real-life trapper named John Johnston, nicknamed "Crow Killer" and "Liver Eater Johnston" for his penchant for cutting out and eating the livers of Crow Indians he had killed (several Crows had murdered his wife and he swore vengeance against the entire tribe).
As always, I discover that I am not alone. That quote above was from one of many e- sites for ' famous movie quotes ' All that I typed in was ' muddy March ' and all these hits popped up.
" he was a young man, of proper wit and spirit and tall tales of the mountains didn't scare him " voice over for the intro to ' Jeremiah Johnson '
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Ain't this somethin'? I told my pap and mam I was going to be a mountain man; acted like they was gut-shot. "Make your life go here, son. Here's where the people is. Them mountains is for Indians and wild men." "Mother Gue", I says "the Rocky Mountains is the marrow of the world," and by God, I was right. Keep your nose in the wind and your eye along the skyline.
spoken by a fellow moutain man. Del Gue [ with an ' e ' ] ' this here is God s finest sculpturing. Ain't never seem 'em but the Alps is for children to climb and the Andes is foothills '
Oops ! not quite right there, Del Gue.
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