It's been a little over seven years since I received that terrible phone call, the one that signaled a new age of my life. It's a little surreal to look back at my world at the time of my father's sudden passing. I feel like I was just a kid then, even though I was … Continue reading The March of Time
Thursday was my 35th birthday. Over the last few years, I've developed a tradition of taking a road trip on my birthday. Last year I drove up Route 66 to see Afton Station for the first time. The year before that was also spent on 66; I ate at Clanton's Cafe in Vinita for the first time. … Continue reading A Day in the Osage
In the middle of February, a fire gutted a couple of buildings in downtown Barnsdall, Oklahoma. Oddly enough, this was not a surprise; I feel like a good chunk of my memories tied to that town are related to burning. I remember staying with my grandparents as a kid when the old church at the end of School … Continue reading Pressing Luck
