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Agnes Taylor’s family album is full of hardscrabble farmers, war heroes, and football champions—she’s a
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Agnes Taylor’s family album is full of hardscrabble farmers, war heroes, and football champions—she’s a
Jeremy Charles
To fans of classic films the name Jennifer Jones evokes images of a brunette beauty with distinctive high cheekbones,
Les Howell
There was a year—I don’t remember the exact one but definitely around the height of his new-found celebrité in
Juan Reinoso
American Indians generally have had a pragmatic orientation to the use and study of mathematics. In most Indian
Chris Landon
In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were
Annie Heartfield Hartzog
Was Nede Wade “Ned” Christie a bloody outlaw or a wrongfully accused Cherokee patriot? That was the question in
Kent F. Frates
We headed south from McAlester to the Texas border in early morning. The day was blazing hot, humid, no wind. Typical
Rilla Askew
Katie Rain Hill is a commitment-phobe. She’s recently finished a degree in anthropology and sociology with a minor
This Land
I took a moment to see all my friends and Brothers one last time, then I was off to the laundry. My closest Brothers
Jimmy Maxwell
It must be conceded that we are in a peculiar condition in this nation today—in such a condition that, in my
Liam Carey
Every day an imposing shadow strides across our nation’s capital from the largest library in the world. While the
Larry Guthrie
My uncle was an astro zombie. I know you don’t believe me. No one does. When I whisper it to my neighbors, their
Dale Ingram
My earliest recollections are of being pinched. Not in the figurative sense, but actually. I was an awkward,
Jim Thompson
I arrived at Ada Junior High School 15 minutes early. I walked past the football team, heard the whistle shrilling, the
Ken Hada
Lisa Regan taught herself metalwork with welding tools borrowed from a mechanic friend with an auto body
This Land
Last week I got the phone call. You know the call I’m talking about: the one that concludes your favorite book and
Chris Sandel
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Bayard Godsave
They always played together. They made their own teams. He’d played since he could remember, before he even had a
Rhiannon Poolaw
Oklahoma native and Rocky Mountain transplant Bryant Oden has made a career of writing goofy songs for
This Land
Somewhere in between the mindless banter of sports talk radio, the bubblegum lyrics of top 40 hits, and the NPR
Gail Banzet-Ellis
In an unremarkable field north of Route 66 sits a small collection of metal memorabilia, including a cactus, a Martian,
Rhys Martin
Mr. Crow there, he hangs around this time near every day; waiting for something to die. Once, I saw some crow feasting
Allison Adelle Hedge Coke
I went down to Ardmore looking for the last Jews in a town that could—if it were so inclined—lay claim to the title
Russell Cobb