By Will Maines
SOMETIMES I THINK the cavemen had it right.
Take camping, for instance. Cavemen lived an entire lifetime in a permanent state of camping out. Their “tents” ranged anywhere from semipermanent caves to overnight shelters underneath the sweeping branches of a blowdown pine to, in somewhat later days, a crude hut of woven sticks thatched with grass or, if lucky, animal hides.
Fire was a newfangled invention and, once they had it, it must have seemed a wonderful thing for Trog and Uma to sit around a campfire on a lonely night with a fire throwing sparks in the air while the amorous couple made sparks of their own.