The Legend of Ole' Snaggly Teeth He said, “You’re wondering where I’ve been and what I’ve seen with these old eyes,if I’ve met the beast of legends who would make the bravest prize.” Patrick Metcalf
To My Friend, Will Salisbury To a Friend... A black MG unwinds the twisted sweeps of island road. Donald E. Spurrell
The River Whispers Editor's Note: Lori Jo Hill comes from Clayton and grew up enjoying everything that River life offers. She Lori Jo Hill
Sea Smoke Rising, A River Odyssey It was at the intermission, when I went out on the Playhouse deck, that I discovered considerable fog on the River. I could not see our lighthouse... Raymond S. Pfeiffer
The Thousand Islands... Not a Bad Place to Spend the Summer, by Patrick Metcalf I wrote this poem for my son Lee, who is now 8. He loves the River! It's simple, but I think anyone who loves the Thousand Islands readily identifies with it.... Patrick Metcalf
December Poetry by Waltraud Ingeborg Mack Meet poet Waltraud Ingeborg Mack. Her poetry captures the spirit of the month and will give you food for thought... Waltraud Ingeborg Mack
Where Memories Are Made Judges can perform marriages. Some do, some wont. The Chief Judge of the State of New York certified me to perform marriages anywhere in the State after I left the Courtroom. Cary R. Brick
Poets & Writers INK, Summer 2019 Submissions by Linda Rowe, Mark L.Pierce and Carol Wilkins Linda Rowe, Carol Wilkins & Mark Pierce
The Captain's TI Park Lot 214 According to the abstract of title pertaining to our lots, Lot 214, where our cottage is sited, was leased by Capt. Brown from the Thousand Island Camp Meeting Association on June 26, 1909. Raymond Kowalski
Hark! the River Awakens...by Richard Withington Hark! The River awakens..Like an old man reluctantly relinquishing the peace and warmth of a thick coverlet after a winter's nap, Richard L. Withington
Gliding Back in Time What better way to start a day on the island than with a row in a St. Lawrence River Skiff? Lynn E. McElfresh
Tennessee Street by Marilyn K. Neulieb It is this frigid winter that makes me most recall Those sun-drenched summer days at Grandma’s most of all Oh, Tennessee Street, Marilyn K. Neulieb
Poetry by Robert Daly, Shady Shores A native of Watertown NY, Dr. Robert W. Daly has been a summer resident of Shady Shores, Town of Clayton since 1949. Robert W. Daly
