Funny February
by William Crisp
It is the lull in seasons. There is still stuff to do.
Horn hunting is starting, snowmobiling is around. There is room for “outdoorsmen” to politic to get ATVs to be able to drive to bars shoved down the throat of too much of the county.
I went to Marienville to ask the local businesses that were there in the late 1990s to see how it was working out for them having the National Forest Trail, but none are left; the ones I was familiar with, in the center of Marienville, are shut down and out of business. To be fair, in their wisdom, they got the state prison they wanted, too, so maybe that had something to do with the disappearance of a once quaint, beautiful little town.