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Once there was a legend that told of a river that went to hear a fountain sing. The song was so beautiful that the river decided to sing it to the ocean. All the way to the shores of the ocean the river sang. Soon, the mountains heard of the song that the river was singing and came from all over the land to listen. And because the song was so beautiful the mountains settled down and stayed to listen forever.

—Algonquin Indian Legend

Dedicated to Ramone Eaton

A man who canoed as he lived—with grace and charm—laid his paddle to rest on April 25, 1980. It will be a while before another like him will paddle with us.