Jim Man writes, In 1972, being twelve was like a future unto itself. I was always in search of adventure around Greenbelt Lake, but the funny thing was that the adventures seemed to find me. The lake was a key which unlocked a treasure trove of events and characters that became permanently embedded in my soul. People like Dwight, who was picked up and carried three miles by a.tornado and lived to tell about it. And Stevie Wander Johnson, a nine-year-old...