See this and you know you’re headed into hell. From a dozen states a bucket truck convoy as far as the eye could see.
Seven years ago this weekend the Ice Storm of 2009 rolled across northern Arkansas and southern Missouri, thick as Dusty’s beard.
From this most animated statue, John William “Blind” Boone’s arms are not merely extended, they’re launched forward, fingers splayed like ten cobras striking in precision.
I’m not superstitious. Good thing. Behind a curtain of clouds, the full moon ushers in Friday the 13th, a day forecasters predict will seal the middle of Missouri in up to an inch of ice. What could go wrong? Erifnus is apprehensive, parked under tree limbs.
Racking up more miles on her odometer than the distance to the moon, my 1999 Pontiac Sunfire became Trigger and Lassie and Old Faithful all rolled into one. Her sleek lines suggest roadster, and she handles through twists and turns like a dancer. She understands her owner’s commands, as I work through her 5-speed manual transmission to reach her comfort …