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Then and Now

Posted on by Joshua Kiggins / Comments Off on Then and Now

This Town and Me By Joshua Kiggins Photos Courtesy of Joshua Kiggins As a teenager, I had fairly typical teenage angst about where I lived. By age sixteen I’d been to a few big cities, obviously knew it
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Pocatello—Spotlight

Posted on by Elise Barker / Comments Off on Pocatello—Spotlight

Ever-Changing amid the Unchanged Mountains Pocatello was IDAHO magazine’s Spotlight City in our December 2001 issue. Almost two decades later, it’s time to revisit. By Elise Barker I immediately loved the sound of the word “Pocatello” the first
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Hope for Redemption

Posted on by Lalove Foster / Comments Off on Hope for Redemption

In Memory of a Prisoner By Lalove Foster Dovey Smalls looked much the way I had imagined her from her name—small and slender, alert and watchful, like a brown dove. Her hands shook periodically during our interview, a
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The Rival

Posted on by Max Jenkins / Comments Off on The Rival

Good at Everything Story and photos by Max Jenkins “They’re a fantastic dance team,” people kept saying. I wasn’t the jealous type, but it was hard not to be a little worried. This was in the 1950s at
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The Portneuf Paddle

Posted on by Valerie Illguth / Comments Off on The Portneuf Paddle

One Way, No-Brainer Story and photos by Valerie Illguth Our family spent the summer of 2017 in Yellowstone National Park and then moved to Pocatello, where we rented a house that had the Portneuf River almost literally in
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Bison in the Basement

Posted on by Jennifer Huang / Comments Off on Bison in the Basement

Idaho Fossils Get 3D Imaging By Jennifer Huang I didn’t have a pleasant death. I only needed a drink of water. But I was old and tired and just wanted to take the shortest path to the water’s
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The Vole’s Fate

Posted on by Faith Rudebusch / Comments Off on The Vole’s Fate

Eat or Be Eaten Story and Photos by Faith Rudebusch On hands and knees, I pulled the cheatgrass wedged against the garden fence, methodically checking for holes in the steel mesh. A hawk circled overhead, its eerie cry
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What Few Have Seen

Posted on by Sheila Petticord / Comments Off on What Few Have Seen

The Work of Idaho Artist Sara Joyce Uncovered By Sheila Petticord Photos by Mark LaMoreaux In the spring of 1990, I was newly divorced, searching for a fresh direction in life and taking art classes at the University
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The Night Yardmaster

Posted on by Thornton Waite / Comments Off on The Night Yardmaster

How True is the Legend? By Thornton Waite Many of the legends and tales I’ve gathered over the years about the rich heritage of the railroad, many were told by workers, and some made their way into railroad
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Speeders

Posted on by Bill Phoenix / Comments Off on Speeders

One thing people quickly learn about me is that I have “railroad blood.” My fascination with trains has been lifelong. When I was a toddler, my father Chilton Phoenix, a World War II vet, was studying law at Stanford University.

One day I wandered away from the student housing where my folks were living. Soon after, the search party my mother organized found me a few blocks away, in diapers, with my little red wagon, waving to a commuter train. Dad had once taken me there to see trains and wave at the engineer, so I knew the way. Continue reading

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