Cigarette in mouth, he clutched his pockets in search of a lighter.

Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir / Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine / With a cargo of ivory, / And apes and peacocks, / Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.

“As an inventor,” Bob Mason suggested, “you're a howling success at shooting craps! If I were as free of spavins, ringbone, saddle-galls, and splints as you are, I'd have that nanny-goat in here, hog-tie her, flop her and let the boy help himself. […]”

Little Cottonwood Canyon has a rich history with gelande competitions, and watching skiers soar over 200 feet is not something you get to see every day.