John Moore

The ownership we feel for places we have lived seems absolute. Any house we’ve called home was ours. No one else’s. Even if several others […]

A granddaddy long legs climbed onto my face while I was out brush hogging on the tractor. I’d like to apologize to the neighbor for […]

Ever have one of those moments where something in your head says you need to do something, but you’re not sure why? Recently, a memory […]

The door of a 1971 Buick Electra 225 Limited is longer than its name, and likely heavier than the entire car you’re driving now. That […]

As a kid growing up in Ashdown, Arkansas, there were places I was supposed to be found and a couple of places I wasn’t. One […]