As my brother, Pat and walked in the woods on a bright sunny day in the summers of our youth as we so often did, we came accost a place that we called Quiet Cool. It was a circular crater with steep sides and a eerie silence all around. As we walked down the near vertical slopes of the crater we saw that the bottom had some sort of small stacked stone wall built bisecting the crater floor in two, we decided then and there that one side was mine and the other was his. The air in that place just seemed to stop blowing and time itself seemed to stand still, it was calm and very cool, one could hear what seemed like everything around, the smell of the earth its self was present there. We both knew that we found
As my brother, Pat and walked in the woods on a bright sunny day in the summers of our youth as we so often did, we came accost a place that we called Quiet Cool. It was a circular crater with steep sides and a eerie silence all around. As we walked down the near vertical slopes of the crater we saw that the bottom had some sort of small stacked stone wall built bisecting the crater floor in two, we decided then and there that one side was mine and the other was his. The air in that place just seemed to stop blowing and time itself seemed to stand still, it was calm and very cool, one could hear what seemed like everything around, the smell of the earth its self was present there. We both knew that we found