Word: trappers
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...rest of his class returned to Cambridge that fall, John set himself up in a cabin 50 miles east of Fairbanks, Alaska, and began life alone as a trapper, using the skills his father had taught him as a child. Every day he would rise, strap on his pack and set out to check his traps for whatever they might yield--martens, wolverines, lynx and the like. Subsisting primarily on flour pancakes and the occasional moose or caribou steak, he was prepared to trap through the end of the trapping season in February...
...Definitely," the former trapper insists. "Alaska's the best. It's hard to explain. It's kind of...a mood...
Most days, Owyhee County Sheriff Tim Nettleton worries more about overladen beet trucks than he does about desperadoes. The slightest reminder, however, turns the Idaho lawman's thoughts back to the frigid January day six years ago, when a quiet trapper named Claude Dallas ruthlessly gunned down two game wardens, instantly creating the Legend of Claude Dallas, and a major migraine for the sheriff. One recent day, as cold winds whistled across the jackrabbit badlands and swirled outside his cramped office, Nettleton kindled yet another cigarette, propped his scuffed cowboy boots on the desk and pondered the renegade Dallas...
Remarkably few neighbors share the sheriff's straightforward sentiment. Dallas, say his cheerleaders, is not a ruthless killer; rather, he's the last American hero, a vestige of the Old West, a virtual Jeremiah Johnson. In a land of thundering silence and splendid isolation, where a trapper can hike for days without stumbling across another's tracks, this version of the story has grown into a powerful myth. Sure, his fans admit, Dallas killed two men on that terrible day in 1981, but they were just game wardens, the lowly emissaries of flower-fondling environmentalists. Today, in what remains...
...environmental officials may fear that some sewer systems will not be able to take the drop in water pressure from so many toilets flushing at once. Still, NBC's pause sets an intriguing precedent. Who knows? The next step may be a minute of silence during surgery on Trapper John M.D. Or how about a few time outs when Love Boat is becalmed? One day, bloated Super Bowl pregame shows could even be cut to 90 minutes, or an hour, or . . . Naaah...