The adventure all started when I went to our local bank and the young lady sitting behind the teller’s window greeted me warmly. As she was completing my transaction she asked me if I had ever visited Yankee Town. I had heard of Yankee Town over the years. I knew it existed somewhere near the north end of Big Stone Lake and contained an area where fishermen could launch their fishing boats. The teller then began explaining how she and…..
I was on my knees with my potato fork in my hand. As I rammed the fork into the black, rich top soil I began unearthing the fall’s potato crop. As one quite large potato came to the surface there was a sudden thrashing and spastic motion next to the unearthed potato. I knew immediately what had happened. The potato fork had accidently hit a lizard called a skink and the blow had resulted in demonstrating to me one of…..