At the “Ersity of Was” By Amy Story Photos courtesy of Hinsel Scott The daunting and still somewhat undiscovered Owyhee Mountains have long fascinated me. Had I known earlier that a website-building friend I’d met at networking meetings
An Actor’s Bits of Business By Gary Oberbillig The first year Molly and I were married we lived in an apartment house in Pocatello with Fang, our traumatized Siamese cat, and a boisterous assortment of friends who all
Repair and the Intangible Story and Photos by John M. Larsen As David Sevy brought the torch down on the French horn, his grandson Caleb watched intently. Caleb had taken the horn apart to remove dents from where
Art Spaugy, Student Athlete By Brant Short Photos courtesy of Brant Short In our family, the story of Arthur E. Spaugy was told and retold, as all good legends are, so I knew of his sporting achievements at
Two Pioneering Lives By Barbara Scott When I was a child, my brother, sisters, and I woke early every Memorial Day to gather blossoms off the lilac tree and flowers from the garden, which we took to the
Outdoorsman Extraordinaire Story and Photos by Tom Lopez When I came into my house in Boise after shoveling the driveway one day in February 2022, I had voicemail from my friend Art Troutner: “Tom, I have bad news.
But Memorable By John M. Larsen Bernice sounded extremely nervous when she told me on the phone that her neighbor Donna had just said to her, “Thursday: this is the day I kill you.” Donna’s threat apparently arose
Is She Still There? Story and Photos by Mike Medberry Inside the Hemingway House in Ketchum, I stared past my guide Kelley at a wisp of hair, a body, and a face that peeked out from a corner.
And Recently “Rattlesnake-Bit” By Gary Oberbillig Bill was scooping moss aside to get his German shepherd a drink from a seep of water along the trail when the rattlesnake struck without warning. He looked aghast and in disbelief
A Lady and a Flapper By Aisha Marie Photos Courtesy of Aisha Marie When I was very young, my mother would sometimes drop me off to spend a night at Grandma Bailey’s house in Lane, which is on
