By Charles C. (Charlie) Gaines Just a boy in ragged blue jean shorts barefooted, sharp witted, and fearless,I roamed the shadows of cedar covered hills and waded mossy creek-beds from dawn to dusk in solitude.Tarzan or Hercules, Roy Rogers or Daniel Boone, depending on the day and where my imagination took me.Built waist high forts … Continue reading Forged in Solitude and Shadows
