For a number of years, I have been carefully tearing the back page out of Field and Stream, underlining his best lines and archiving them in travel books, cookbooks and the latest best-seller that resides in my personal library on the toilet tank. This is my way of acknowledging both his writing skill and the fact that my alma mater, Emerson College (sadly named for Charles Wesley, the carnival barker, not Ralph Waldo, the essayist), will never dedicate a Thomson wing in the campus library filled with my papers. Luckily, Field and Stream has seen fit to bundle some of Heavey’s best work into a single volume, If You Didn’t Bring Jerky, What Did I Just Eat? Heavey, a Northern Virginia resident who claims Maryland’s woods and waters as his home turf, is just as funny in hardcover as he is stuffed in a book on the back of the American Standard. read more

