Reflections in The Black by Vic Zeilman
The black-and-white photograph is small and square, half a century old, showing my grandmother posing in front of the dark,…
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Going It Alone by Vic Zeilman
At some point in my early to midtwenties, I came to the conclusion that life is not about rock climbing.…
Fear and The College Try (in the Black Canyon)
When my college crew began climbing in the Black Canyon, topos were scribbled out on beer soaked napkins, during big…