by Bill, from 1990I pulled into Angel’s Camp around noon. I was supposed to be meeting my brother Don and his wife Diane there … somewhere. We hadn’t actually decided on a meeting place. That would have been too easy. I drove south on the main street through town (probably Main Street, though I’m

by Bill, from 1990The Leaky Weekly’s motto used to be: “It’s Not Just A Newspaper, It’s A Piece Of Us.” This was quickly perverted by the locals into: “It’s not just a newspaper, it’s a piece of ass.” So the motto was changed to: “It’s Not Just A Newspaper, It’s A Family Newsletter.” And that’s what