Marble Falls Driving across huge parts of the US South and West I could say gives me time to think, but that’s hardly half of it. Eyes plastered to the road; a driver is overwhelmed by visual overload. As you drive west, your vision expands for miles in all directions. One day I …
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The Excitement of a Small Town’s Revival
Cimarron The first time I was in Cimarron, New Mexico, was about sixty years ago. I was a 13-year-old Boy Scout, pushing 14, which was the age limit then for attending Philmont, the national scout camp. I have no idea what the experience would be like now, but then you hiked with a heavy …