Lately, I've been reminded how dangerous certain kinds of curiosity can be and how accurate those corny quotes are that say you shouldn't bother wondering how things could have been.
My friend Emily just revealed to me that her great grandfather, Wiley Oakley, was a famous trail guide on the Appalachian Trail. There's a recording of him. It's probably my favorite thing ever. You probably won't give a shit. Why isn't mountain roaming an occupation anymore?