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A Hull in the Water

Seldom in one’s life does a decision become so egregious to their mood on a regular basis as that one to purchase a boat! Back around ... Full story

The Perils of a New Toilet

Privy woes from the Mouth of the River ... Full story

Boots Reynolds

Keepin' 'em Laughing. A tribute... sort of ... Full story

Basketball the Old-Fashioned Way

The Zags will probably not be looking to hire Double-Dribble Boots as a coach any time soon ... Full story

Primarily Insignificant

A poetic look at the political primary season ... Full story

Twitterpated

Technology for the holidays ... Full story

Dave's Interesting Catch

A day fishing, from the Mouth of the River ... Full story

Mountain Monsters

So, I’m back from outer space. Well, not the alien abduction, big foil cap or the “Beam me up, Scotty,” kind of space, but the ... Full story

Hunting in that Age of Discovery

If you’ve never hunted and still don’t then you can put this down and read something else. If you’ve never experienced the aroma therapy of ... Full story

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Scott Johnson

Scott Johnson

I was born a poor German child in the suburbs of Milwaukee, Wisconsin on a cold April eve in 1958, on the heels of the greatest event in the history of the state: the hiring of Vincent T. Lombardi to the Green Bay Packers. Hence began my love affair with the game of football and my team in green and gold. Due to my father’s (100%) disability with MS, we moved to sunny San Diego, CA in the summer of 1968 to escape the bitter cold of those Wisconsin winters and its negative effect on my Dad's disease. While in San Diego I found not only my love for beautiful beaches and beautiful girls, but also for the stage. From junior high through college at San Diego State University, I was performing and directing in three to five theatrical productions per year. Between theatre and football I managed to squeeze in distance running as an avocation, competing in numerous 10k races, half marathons and finally the San Diego Marathon. Realizing that the chances of becoming a fabulously rich and famous actor were few and far between, I decided on an advertising career in the newspaper business as my vocation. I began at a weekly publication, then a daily, then the #1 monthly senior publication in the country, Senior World Newsmagazine, where I became their Regional Sales Manager. Looking for a “quality of life” change for our family, my wife I found Sandpoint, Idaho in 1993 and moved here with our son in 1994. I worked for the Daily Bee and then in the car business before finding my niche as Director of Sales and Advertising for Keokee Creative Group in 2001, where I remain today. In the Fall of 2006, Trish found my knowledge of sport, my gift of gab and my theatrical spin on life in the sporting world a match for the River Journal, and I’ve been writing my sports column ever since. Still waiting for that call from Sports Illustrated, though. Of course now that Ric Reilly has retired, maybe there’s a chance…