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- Path: sparky!uunet!psinntp!panix!gaillard
- From: gaillard@panix.com (Ed Gaillard)
- Subject: underneath a sky that's ever falling down
- Message-ID: <C0AtnH.5Ky@panix.com>
- Keywords: story
- Organization: Radio Free Hades
- Date: Sun, 3 Jan 1993 22:11:41 GMT
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- To tame the wild water -- that had been his dream since childhood. He
- had been a city boy, but evenings in front of the TV watching
- National Geographic specials about white-water rafting had shaped the
- desire of his soul.
-
- So, as a young man, he set out on the great rivers of the West in his
- kayak, capturing wild water, bringing it back to his ranch in Wyoming,
- and there -- taming it. To support himself, he took his trained
- waters on tour with the Ringling Brothers Circus, where he was made to
- perform in a side ring, while the lion tamer held the center and
- acrobats swayed overhead. He thought bitterly that they were fools,
- the circus management and the audience, fools not to recognize his
- achievement in forcing the raw power of rushing rivers to his will.
- The driving force of floods, the sheer violence that could slice
- channels through living rock and wear down mountains, was his to
- command, but the public cared more for the antics of some overgrown
- cats.
-
- Though he never reached the fame he felt he deserved, he performed
- with the circus for many years, putting his tamed waters through their
- paces. They jumped and danced and eroded hoops, their whitecaps proud
- under the spotlights of the Big Tent.
-
- It paid the bills for his ranch. And every off-season, there was
- another river, waiting for his discipline and love.
-
- As he aged, he slowed down. He was progressively less able to keep up
- with the wild young rivers that had been his passion, and eventually
- had to give up on taming new waters. He was able to keep up his
- circus act for a while with his old companions, but they, too, were
- slowing down, torrents and rapids turning to gentle meanders.
-
- They grew old, he and his water, and slow; but not feeble. After he
- retired from the circus, he moved to the Midwest, where he and his
- faithful streams spend their leisure changing the course of the
- Mississippi. Today, he enjoys moving and forming islands, and gets a
- special pleasure from causing border disputes between states. He just
- keeps rolling along.
-
- -ed g.
- <gaillard@panix.com>
- I talk to myself, but I don't listen.
-