Recently a Montana poet among us crossed the great divide to greener pastures. I’m speaking of Wallace McRae, and I borrowed the title of this week’s column from one of his poems. I’d like to think he’d be pleased that these stories I’m about to share with you evoked that particular turn of phrase.
My first story is about a group of kids, parents and grandparents from Spring Creek 4-H Club. As fair was approaching, Susan Snyder, a co-leader of the club, got a wild notion to resurrect a past fair tradition — a kid-run concessions stand. No doubt this raised a few parents’ eyebrows! For starters, each club has a set of duties for fair week and most of the kids in Spring Creek were bringing livestock and/or exhibits — so the kids’ days were already plenty busy. Moreover, for the past few years we’ve enjoyed the luxury of a