Guest Column, Opinion-Editorial

Do we remember other fires in faraway places?

The other night it was hot. Hot during the day, hot at night. Heat seems to define summer for us, in many ways.
In spite of that, after a day in the outdoors, we built a fire. A small fire. A ”hat” fire, which mountain people define as one you can put in your hat. Why so small? Because it was hot and we didn't need the heat. Why the fire? Because we need the fire.
It is the hearth. It is the touchstone to our past. It is a link with countless generations of ancestors who have sat . . .

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