Service Record
Poem written by Walter Peel while on duty at Cook's Peak in 1933:
At the foot of the hill where I'm standing,
The valley spreads out at my feet,
And I ear the swift rushing of waters,
In a tinkle, fantastic'ly sweet.
And the hills; and the forests around me
Are losing their dark, green hue.
As the smoke clouds come drifting in closer,
To shut out my beautiful view
-Published in Bonners Ferry Herald - 09/07/1933
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