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Why I Wear a Fedora
My name is Charlie, and I wear a fedora. I’ve been wearing one for two years now. Many times I think nothing of it. On a recent trip to Boston, however, I read your anonymous grip on fedora wearers, grouping us all together, associating us with the hipster movement. “Your friends are worried for you.…
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Remembering Brett
“It’s snowing,” he said. “It’s beautiful.” That’s the last thing I heard Brett say before we got cut off. I was driving out to Intake, one of the best-known fishing access sites in Eastern Montana, 17 miles north of Glendive, where I was working as a newspaper reporter. “You sound at peace,” I said. He…
