Daily Archive: January 10, 2015

True story, Freshman year, Michigan State University, 1982-1983, originally written summer 1983 Jim planned it. That, right there, was an inauspicious beginning. But at first everything seemed fine. We were told the Pine River was one of the best rivers for canoeing, but we were neglected to be told that meant people who knew what they were doing. So, we all trooped out cheerfully with no real idea of what we were getting into. The first foreshadowing of what was going to happen came right at the very beginning of the trip. Julie and I rode with Link and Burge—not...