YACKITY YACK, I’M GOING BACK

It's not about that 1959 hit by the Coasters that I writing this blog today but rather about the beautiful Yaak River country of Montana.

I'll be returning to the Marias Heritage Center assisted living facility in Shelby Tuesday evening to share some more Montana history with the residents. I'll be finishing up the final ten pages of Christy Leskovar's "Find The Bad Inn (Discovering My Family's Hidden Past) and commencing a brand new Montana book by Doris Knowles Pulis. With a name that long, she's gotta' be a good writer and I am more than anxious to read"How It Looks Going Back" (Growing Up in the Montana Woods). This delightful memoir tells of a girl growing up in the Yaak Valley. Pulis claims that "it was a cozy, scary, painful, hilarious, dangerous, interesting, and grand time and the most fun I ever had". This sounds to me like a typical afternoon on the Puffman Radio program.

For me it's always warm and cozy to walk into the beautiful Heritage Center on a cold winter's eve, sit down, relax, and spend an hour or so relating stories and adventures from our own Montana woods. I've always been curious about the Yaak area and from everything I have heard, the forward "march of time" has slowed down a bit up in those parts.

I'll share more about the book next week. It's always nice to read on a cold winter evening. I remember as a kid sitting at home and playing in front of the fire. Then I got into trouble with my folks because WE DIDN'T HAVE A FIREPLACE. (rim shot) That's it from here now...