By Slim Randles
Delbert McLain came by to have coffee with us the other day. He's our chamber of commerce, you know. Delbert's mission inn life seems to be to promote our little valley into becoming so important and prosperous that we won't want to live here anymore.
But he does try hard, and we admire that.
"Got an idea, guys," he said. He swept his necktie out of the way so he wouldn't accidentally butter it. "A contest."
"Like the knife-sharpening contest you thought up, Del?"