Clay Pigeons
Jun 17, 2020
2 minutes
BY JOHN HOVEN
ATURDAY THE 11TH, April 2020. Got the news today. The troubadour of my soul’s playlist, the gravel-voiced poet of so many of our flyfishing adventures, John Prine, was hooked up to a ventilator. He didn’t survive. I keep waiting for one of the dearly departed to claw themselves out of the dirt, and then this
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