The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, April 25, 1984, Page Page 12, Image 12

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Ccr-tinned frcia Ps 11 Blister left his fellows gia bar in Boulder. Much
Meanwhile, 'Kevin in good cheer and began laughter and good cheer
Fraberofthe White Hand, the trek back to frined were shared,
his lady Glen da, and Mark Fraber's truck. Along the Then the phone rang.
Blose of the Blistered Feet way", he heard a voice call
waited anon, several cars out. Blister walked for half
behind the van. It was a friend and fel- a mile through the great
Fraber and "Blister," as low Nebraskan, stuck in a Colorado wasteland north
Blose is fondly referred Volkswagen truck. Blis- of Denver. Car after car
ter picked up the truck passed him. When at last
a mighty feat indeed he nearly surrendered to
and set the VW to rights, 'the blizzard's crushing em-
With a wave and a wish brace, two miners came
for good luck, Blister set to his succor,
out again to find friend "They went out of their
Fraber's truck. way to take me to Broom-
"I kept walking and walk- field, which is about 10
to by his band of merry
rugby men, had set out
on foot to see how the
road ahead lay. Blister
stopped to talk" with his
fellows in the van, and
Fraber of the White Hand
went on without him. -
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The ruggers in the van ing and soon I said to miles north of Boulder,"
were warming their weary myself, 'We weren't back Blister said. "They drop
bones with draughts xf this far, " Blister said. "I ped me at a McDonald's,
ale. All had dressed for a knew they had left me. So I ate there, and drank
fine spring day, and all That's a lonely feeling." coffee at a 7-Eleven store,
were bitterly cold and wet Four houi slater, 19rug- Then I called the bar in
from the afternoon's gers brave and true were Boulder."
rescue work. quaffing ale in the Tala- -
"Blister's on the phone,"
said Scott the Toad John
son.
' Fraber and the lady
Glenda turned to the
- other rubers in bewil
derment. Where was Blis
ter, they asked. Then 19
- ruggers took up the cry
as it resounded from the
walls of the Talagia.
"Where is Blister?
WHERE IS BLISTER?"
Fraber dashed to his
truck and sped to Broom
field. He squealed to a
stop in front of the 7
Eleven and sprang forth
from the truck to meet
Blister with a hearty em
brace. . . ' ' ;
Blister was found.
Back at the Talagia,
University of Colorado
players arrived to an
nounce that the games
, would be played Sunday
in Colorado Springs at
. the Air Force Academy
because of the snow. -
With a heigh-ho, the
UNL ruggers spread good
cheer among Boulderians,
staying Friday night
and Saturday with the
good townspeople and buy
ing many an ale and trin
ket. But the snow didnt stop,
and even in Colorado
Springs the gaming fields ;
were covered. So the
matches were moved
yet again to Pueblo, and
the UNL team sallied
forth Saturday niht to
invade the paan south- '
land. .
-.- At last, the sun rose in
a brilliant Pueblo sky Sun
day and the games were
begun.
The Quest had ended,
.-.and the ruggers gave.,
their all to the cause. They,
didn't come home cham
pions, -but the adven
ture had made them bet
ter men. - .'
Brtuised - men. Bat- .
tered men. Tired men- .
. But better men.
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