George Michael Earrings on a Rusty Old Track

Not everyone has the luxury to dismiss or throw folks away

We managed to get outside for a while on Saturday. It is Memorial Day Weekend, after all. The holiday when the 94 million acres currently known as the State of Montana is body-tackled by tourists slathered in technicolor outdoor-fabric, gunning to snag some fish from a river and slap it on a grill. With beer.

I trailed my husband, walking along an unoff…