I love to away from the "roaring town", Far from its stress and strife To another world, a simpler world To the hills and a simpler life. To follow the trail 'long a canyon stream, To make camp in a ferny dell, To search out the meadow the mule deer love Or the glade where the blue-jays dwell. I love the light of the glowing campfire As seen flickering through the trees, The call of the owl or the coyotes howl As they float in on the breeze. It's good to know of the wonderful life That springs from the lowly sod, We here amid scenes of a master artistry You're living close to God. - Will Thrall in "Trails Magazine"

LITTLE BO BEEP HAS LOST ENOUGH SLEEP AND THROWN HER TV AWAY... --by Larry Tritten reprinted from 10/21/79, L. A. Times

ARTLESS I never saw the Fonz, I never watch TV; Yet know I what that wasteland is, And how a show must be. I never saw Merv Griffin Or watched Phil Donahue; I'd really rather read a book Than dully sit and view. THOU A tiny Sony underneath the Bough, A TV Guide, extension cord-and Thou Beside me watching in the Wilderness- Ah, what a joy to be lowbrow! TVs I think that I shall never see An uncut movie on TV. A movie that is shown intact, with every scene uncut, exact. A movie that has not been shorn Of all its violence and porn. A movie that has not been wrecked By some dumb censor's disrespect; That doesn't have its mood destroyed By words like "bulk" and "hemorrhoid." Movies should not be watched If they cannot be shown unbotched.

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