So I set out to feel every crack in Missouri’s pavement. As with all stories – and symphonies and carnal acts – it was an uneven ride. Although a dozen friends and a handful of reporters rode with me on … Read More
I drove all the roads
The map called out the names; I traced the stories. Every fold in the Ozarks, every bend in the rivers, every drive down the main drag in 700 towns reminded me that even as my map sets the stage, it … Read More
A Chimney Sweep’s View of the Jacks Fork
Rarified air. Pristine water. The Jacks Fork welcomes Spring.
Hollow Victories
Strange occurrence. I picked all 16 first round matchups correctly yesterday. Yep, Yale and Little Rock, too. It won’t last, and it doesn’t matter, since I entered no contests. But it’s my biggest brush with success since a guy named … Read More
Waste Trash Flotsam
Kit Carson saw a lot of tumbling tumbleweeds along the trail. Today the tumbleweeds are outnumbered by plastic bags. But hey…same aerodynamics.
Chatol
A.B. Chance guest house in Centralia, built in 1940. Architectural style is Depression Modern.
Book Club Gives Valentine to Governor’s Mansion
On this day, next to the ancient fireplace where generations of Missourians warmed their feet, the Tuesday Club’s gift to the old mansion drew every admiring eye. Over many decades, the needlepoint art that stretched across the old wooden … Read More
