One year. Three hundred and sixty five days. I have no idea how many hours, I didn’t memorize everything I was taught in school. I suppose I could google it,…
Read more about Texola here.
The town of Texola comes by its name honestly. Not only does it sit at the border of Texas and Oklahoma on Route 66, but because it also sits at…
Of particular interest to history and old west buffs, along the western half of Oklahoma’s Route 66 trek three frontier jails from the late territorial days still stand. As I am working…
Of the many unique geographical features of Oklahoma, I realized on our most recent ride this is the first place I’ve ever lived where I can go from west side…
For all my romanticized prose about her, oftentimes traveling on what remains of 66 breaks my heart. Seeing the last remnants, dilapidated, renamed, partially hidden, like one of the classic cars…
Like previous posts (here), this entry is an edited excerpt from my road journal. Forgive in advance its erratic nature. Is the desire to go westward innate in Americans? Has…
As you travel along I-40 to the west of Oklahoma City, look north when you come upon the town of Hydro. Parallel to the interstate run the remains of…
In 1965 a teenage Tulsan began writing a book that would forever shine a glaring spotlight on the injustice of the haves and have nots in the teen hierarchy, a…
There are places in this world endued with magic. Some are imposing edifices, others are hardly trodden hinterland, but of the most magical to me are those places deeply woven…
Dharma Anchor 