On the rare occasions that Andy Kerr dares to show his face in coffee shops while passing through Northwestern timber towns, the local people just stare and glare. Many of them recognize him from homemade wanted posters hung in sawmills or have seen his name on banners with slogans like KISS MY AX, ANDY. Lumberjacks deride Kerr as Andy Cur or Andy Cull (a term for a worthless log). And after putting away a few beers, some loggers have even called him from tavern telephones with death threats.
Environmentalist Kerr, 35, is the Ralph Nader of the old-growth preservation movement. As...
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