Trip Report | Day 12: Greensburg, Kansas
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Trip Report | Day 12: Greensburg, Kansas

“Are you into green?” asked the lady working the museum store at the home of the largest hand-dug well in the world. Completed in 1888, the well was Greensburg’s biggest claim to fame until an EF5 tornado killed twelve people and wiped out almost all the buildings in 2007.

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Three Months in One Letter
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Three Months in One Letter

I’ll never see you again, though. The creamy clouds hang over the mountains and I wonder if you are there. Far away from here. From Eddie the bird and Chow the cat and the ranch-style house in a neighborhood not far at all from mine.

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Trip Report | Day 11: Dodge City, Kansas
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Trip Report | Day 11: Dodge City, Kansas

There’s a huge grain processing plant that hums like a well-tuned diesel truck someone forgot to turn off. You get used to it and then hear it like new again, over and over during your stay in Dodge City, which is in the midst of a revitalization initiative. There’s a petting zoo and a dog park right next to the new KOA campsite.

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Two Cab Rides in Trump’s America
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Two Cab Rides in Trump’s America

“I see so many white folks freaking out. That’s because they’ve never heard this kind of talk this way before. They’re finally hearing what black folks have been hearing since the beginning. This is nothing new. Don’t worry about it. Just do what’s best for you and your family. We’ll all be fine.

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Trip Report | Day 10: Springer, New Mexico
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Trip Report | Day 10: Springer, New Mexico

Pulled into Santa Fe Trail RV Park at seven, exactly when the lady on the phone had said they closed. Jumped out without my coat and ran up to try the office door. It was locked but there was a sign telling us where to park. It looked like something my mom would write if she were alive and ran an RV park.

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The Sound of Clanging and Indoor Soccer Games
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The Sound of Clanging and Indoor Soccer Games

There’s far too much noise
and I can’t tell if it’s coming from the neighbors upstairs
or just the usual clanging in my head.
I don’t hear the clanging as often or as loudly as I used to.
I suppose that’s a good thing.

But right now, with the baby put down, the puppy mellow and asleep on the warm mountain of clean clothes on the couch, and the wife off visiting a friend, the familiar clanging is as loud as it once was.
And I feel like a bachelor.
That means now is the perfect time to clean.

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The Molehill of the Pronoun Thing: A BUGHOUSE! Dialectic
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The Molehill of the Pronoun Thing: A BUGHOUSE! Dialectic

If all of America was 100 people in a room, 65 of them would be white, 16 would be Hispanic, 13 would be black, 5 would be Asian, and the remaining one person would be everybody else. 52 would be women, 48 men. A whopping 95 would be heterosexual. Of the five left, just over half of one of them would be transgender.

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Democracy Post-"Impeachment": Dead, But Still Heartsick
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Democracy Post-"Impeachment": Dead, But Still Heartsick

Thomas Jefferson comes to mind, as he referred to knowledge in his thoughts and writings as Light

You best believe when our sweaty overdressed forefathers were sitting in a Philadelphia courthouse day after day for months during a sweltering summer trying to birth this country, every minute felt like a pressure-cooked eternity of Light.

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