Deep Dives

Enter the Coyote

Enter the Coyote

Check the backyard. Bring in the cat. Leave ‘em alone.

What, Me Worry?

What, Me Worry?

You Know, You Could Get Hit by a Bus Tomorrow

O, Brother

O, Brother

This Getting Old, These Failing Hearts

Deliverance

Deliverance

Story Time in Heck

I’d rather have been Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in the fiery furnace, one of my favorite Old Testament stories, plus I always liked saying their names, but since there was only just the one of me I settled for thinking of myself as a modern-day Daniel in the lions’ den as I strode in a light rain past the free hot chocolate tables and the not-so-free donut trucks and into Riverbend High School in Spotsylvania County, Virginia. The lobby had been converted for the day—the first Saturday in December—into what looked like the tail end of a yard sale when all that’s left are a bunch of crappy books laid out on folding tables, plus a couple of bowls filled with rubber balls and pencils.

Missing

Missing

What Has Spotsylvania County Done with All Those Books They Banned?

Dishonorable Mentions

Dishonorable Mentions

The Gaujot Brothers of West Virginia

They must have been hard up for heroes back in the day. How else to explain the Medals of Honor—America’s highest award for valor in combat–given 15 months apart in 1911 and 1912 to the Gaujot brothers of West Virginia, one of whom had once shot and killed an apparently unarmed fellow soldier and got away with it in military court, the other of whom had been court martialed for water-torturing Filipino prisoners and had to pay a whopping $150 fine?