After a restless sleep Goldsmith woke to find the morning light barely reaching his lonely window. The wood heat was out and the room felt cold. The previous night had awoken some of his own pent up feelings. He thought of his father. Not someone he admired, well, if it hadn't been for his grandfather…He pulled the covers over the bed and moved quickly to make a much needed fire. Soon the...

The day advancing made all the gazing onlookers jolt back to the reality of the moment as the chill of the oncoming evening reminded them of the warm wood heat in their humble homes. They decided to head back for a good dinner and a meeting. So much had happened and the turn of events decidedly changed the game. "What say we meet at Mammy's for dinner and a meeting?" Black Jack spoke up,...

"We could rig up a slack-line type of operation! Power plant at one end, well heck! We could use Ronnie's steam engine, anchor a tower supported by guy lines." Conversation was flowing as the men gathered together the next day, brain storming as Mammy's coffee, eggs and hash-browns were being devoured for a day of work. "You mean dump the gravel from the buckets onto a grizzly?" was heard as a...

The town meeting went long into the night, all the locals yawning their goodbyes headed home. To their delight the night's greeting was white with wonder, snowflakes twinkling like diamonds that glistened in the air! The sound of fresh snow crunching under foot could be heard as the group wandered home to their lowly abodes. The next day, however, all was a bustle and scurry, it was decided in...

Evening setting in and all the town hushing to the nights air, Goldsmith found himself walking the trek home, happily alone. With the stirring of new prospects for the little town, the consensuses for most was to head down to Mammy's for a town meeting. Hope stirring in the air, meant no one was heading home early this eve. Except for Goldsmith. He needed some time to think. "How could he have...