For a bored child living in rural Kansas in the sixties, frolicking in Hobson's Pond was as adventurous as being Jacques Cousteau on the Atlantic Ocean. In a country kid's imagination, the pond teemed with exotic marine life, pirates and sunken treasure. In reality, the pond was a muddy hole filled with finger-length catfish and grumpy old bullfrogs. In addition, The Cows of Hobson's Pond believed they had the inalienable right to soak their udders in the water like it was a spa. Whenever Rick and his buddies went swimming, they had to run the cows out first. This frequently backfired and,...