“Inevitable pickup trucks complete with full gun racks, chainsaws, fishing poles, and big, sneering dogs in the back, line the streets and parking lots. Meek murmur of autumn skies, Ford and Chevy outfits to roll through town, as people get ready for a long, gray, foggy winter, big, four-wheel-drive pickups with snow blades attached, the box loaded down, with a high stack of cordwood topped by a huge elk carcass, to go disheartened in the midst of wretched weather, cold, raw, continually snowing.” MontanaRural AmericaMontana LifeMontana Montana Author:Brian D'Ambrosio
“She lives in a town of sorry history, indifferent to ethical perspectives, apathetic to female attributes, cargo and trunk liners, spilled oil in the garage, telephone poles shaped like liquor bottles, sustaining burly weather, cardiac distressing cold, tobacco and mortality, lying face-up on the bar’s concrete floor, no one can waste a life faster than a Montana redneck.” HumorRedneckRednecksMontana LifeRedneck NoirKs Book:Fresh Oil and Loose Gravel: Road Poetry by Brian D'Ambrosio 1998-2008 Source: Fresh Oil and Loose Gravel: Road Poetry by Brian D'Ambrosio 1998-2008