There are no jobs like that in journalism anymore. If you want to get paid, that is.
Next up ought to be the CIA infiltration of the anti-war scene in Missoula during the late
When I previously commented, I listed the two obvious touching contributions of the book. Now that I' continue to reflect on it, I realize there were two more: (1) the admirable, rugged, high plains mentality of the Montana people, and (2) the psyche, camaraderie, and work of the Smoke Jumpers. Now, I think I understand who they are and more precisely what they do.
I don't read the progressive Independent but I do thank them for at least recognizing Jerry
My next cool one will be for you ///////////////
For perhaps the worst three years of the 'Secret War' (1970 - 73) I was one of Jerry's favorite Air America pilots for 'behind the lines' recon flights and actual pickup and drop-off of Hmong soldiers (close enough to the fighting that parked on the ground unloading troops, hunks of dirt from incoming NVA or Pathet Lao grenades was hitting the side of my PC6 Porter).
I bought the book, and read it, and was very much impressed! Not so much about the 'war,' I already knew that - but: (1) about the Montana boy Gayle allows us to know, and does so in the most novel and artful and effective way, and (2) the plight and humanity of the Hmong people!
Kudos to the construction and assembly of a story that deserved telling.
makes me want to read this book. Actually, I have wondered why the large pop. of Hmong in Missoula?
Anaconda Mining did not own the Great Falls Tribune, which was arguably the state's most-important newspaper, e.g. Joseph Kinsey Howard
They will be on sale at the Missoula Art Museum at the reading!
How cool to read about Peter Koch and Montana Gothic after about 30 years!
I had already been through the "stones and bones" thing at the writing department--an interesting time there for sure in the late 60s-early 70s. Then I met Peter through an art colleague. Montana Gothic came out, then disappeared, like the rest of us.
I will never, ever, forget "The Oblongata Sonata".
Somebody please tell me how I can get a copy of "the Complete Montana Gothic"!?! via
the Missoula Independent?
Butte's population peak, in 1917, was about 100,000, not 300,000.
"Ryan and I."
Would it kill you to say Thank You?
This is how this article reads if you reverse the genders.
“Hi, I am a man, I need to compare my self worth to women. and I am going to the kitchen to cook food. This is a field that women have dominated. Man, the food I cooked for my own selfish purposes is delicious; I guess women aren’t special after all.”
This Of Course Is ridiculous and offensive. When my girl cooks for me, I say, “Thank you. I appreciate the effort you put in.” and most of the women I know appreciate the things that men do for them. Why does the Independent always paint women as ingrates that derive all their self worth from comparing their achievements to that of men?
I learned three things form this article:
1. If women want to work in a hard field she is welcome to, and no MAN tries to stop her.
2. Male dominated fields are the hard, dangerous jobs that most people don't want to do.
3. Men receive neither Recognition or Appreciation for their hard work and contribution.
They could have slanted this article with: Men have traditionally taken on this thankless toil for centuries. Thank you guys for your hard work. But the independent never does this.
so Thoreau is a fraud, and Byl is a hero? every other writer should feel shame, even you Kate Whittle? once again instead of women being proud of their own achievements, they have to loop it back to "men are oppressive, kick them in the balls."? and "see? i'm better than men for doing the same job." and how is it that all the men that did this same dangerous, hard job are frauds, but one woman does it, and she is a hero? i guess Jamie Rogers is right, men are never discriminated against. and Skyler Browning is right too, the Independent never prints slanted articles with an agenda to program you to think a certain way.
Robin Hobb is also an incredible writer of world-building epic fantasy.
There is an error in the first description. "amputee" is not a proper, nor flattering word in Michael's case. Amputee is a description of one who had a particular appendage but it or they were "amputated" due to need. Since he was born that way, he never had any legs nor malady to give reason for amputation. Although there are cases of voluntary amputations when not totally medically necessary, due to comfort or logistical reasons. It is normally a medical necessity due to loss of perfusion in tissue risking a major infection. It is obvious Michael has never had such an incident.
I am looking forward to reading this book soon!
Cleaned it up, Will. Thanks.
Great article - with a typo. Fourth paragraph after the photo either needs opening quotes before "first-world problem" or none after - right now there's an unpaired set after the period.
As Jesse Bier's daughter, I can attest to the fact that my mother was indeed affectionately known as Pepee by her family, a nickname derived from the French word poupee, meaning doll. The baby of the family - youngest by 9 years- and full of life and energy, she was much beloved as the little sprite that she was. By the time my father rolled into town, she had transformed into an intelligent, well educated, stylish woman, who, like many French people, was more than a little well-disposed towards the swashbuckling American soldiers who had just liberated them. She also appreciated my father's earnestness and ready sense of humor, very welcome after the seriousness of the war, especially after years of living in hiding in Vichy-governed Paris under constant threat of discovery and deportation to a concentration camp.
My mother grew up in a hurry when the war came, but she also grabbed life by the throat the moment the war was over, escaping Paris now and then for England and Italy and heading to the mountains of France and Switzerland by turns for bouts of skiing and hiking. Even though born and raised a city girl, she always did love the country. No surprise she was well-suited for her future life as the wife of English professor Jesse Bier in god-forsaken Missoula, Montana, arguably better suited than his Hoboken, New Jersey self to a life of hiking, fishing and skiing – she easily hiked and skied 8-10 miles in a day well into her 80’s.
My mother also put on fabulous dinner parties, as Michael Fiedler mentions, catered by none other than herself, excellent French cook that she was. She went on to write her own tome, "A French Woman's Cookbook for her American Daughters," which has become a treasured family bible.
The Fiedler name figured now and again in family conversation some eons ago, and if my dad struck the Fiedlers as square, we heard quite the opposite regarding Mr. Fiedler, who in particular, struck my father as sometimes academically far out, although my father was neither insensible nor unappreciative of Mr. Fiedler’s original take on things. I suppose the truth lies somewhere in between. I myself remember Arthur? Fiedler chiefly as a man sporting an extravagantly unruly head of seriously kinky hair, but such are the observations of an impressionable teenager....
Leslie (Bier) Ariel
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