The Pirates of Galloway Slough Chapter: one of three

     Not every small town in Nebraska has a Huckleberry Finn, but if Neligh was to have one, I’d like to raise my hand for the nomination. Me, my buddies and my old dog, Jiggs, ran up and down the Elkhorn River all through the years of our adolescence. We knew where every rabbit hole, squirrel nest, coyote den and catfish hole was within a wide radius of town. We spent hours upon hours doing what little boys do out on the sandbars after baseball practice on hot, summer afternoons and weekends.
​By: Sid Charf
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