End of the Line

The sands of time
The sands of time

Frank Herbert’s masterpiece “Dune” endures 65 years on
 

By john van becay
10/21/2021
The forgotten ones
The forgotten ones

Instragram star’s murder overshadows plight of missing Indigenous women 
 

By Kirbie BennettĀ 
09/30/2021
Passing through
Passing through

Remembering two folk songwriting legends

By Burt Baldwin
09/09/2021
Hemingway: America's flawed genius
Hemingway: America's flawed genius
By john van becay
07/01/2021
Poe & Grip
Poe & Grip
By Burt Baldwin
06/17/2021
An ode to flowers
An ode to flowers
By Burt Baldwin
05/27/2021
Uncle Walt
Uncle Walt

A lesson in the ghosts of free speech

By Burt Baldwin
04/01/2021
The trek
The trek

Sometimes, a trip through the door to the past is the strangest one of all

By Burt Baldwin
03/11/2021
Calling new voices
Calling new voices

Retooned passing sketchpad torch to underrepresented voices 

By Shan Wells
01/28/2021
2020 Retooned redux
2020 Retooned redux

A year that thumbed its nose at everything we thought we knew

By Shan Wells
12/31/2020
The first snow
The first snow
By Burt Baldwin
12/17/2020
How the GOP succeeded in breaking us
How the GOP succeeded in breaking us
By Shan Wells
10/15/2020
Confessions of an occasional Karen
Confessions of an occasional Karen

Coming to grips with the fact you sometimes might be a Karen

 

By Donna Hewett
08/27/2020
How (not to) COVID-president
How (not to) COVID-president
By Shan Wells
08/13/2020
Ode to the glove
Ode to the glove
By Burt Baldwin
07/16/2020
What - it turns out - is actually wrong with me
What - it turns out - is actually wrong with me

The question left unanswered for most of my life has been, “What is wrong with you?” often with an expletive in the middle.

By john van becay
05/14/2020
End of the Line: Ode to the Sky Steps in uncertain times
End of the Line: Ode to the Sky Steps in uncertain times

No one has ever asked me if I have a favorite Sky Step, but if they did, I would answer, without hesitation, #357.

By Max Owens
04/09/2020
End of the Line: The stars of wonder
End of the Line: The stars of wonder

Nothing in life is stable or secure. One ventures out into the dark to watch the meteors rain across an evening sky.

By Burt Baldwin
01/09/2020
End of the line: Rusty: A summer bromance
End of the line: Rusty: A summer bromance

I was hiking alone, along a meadow, when I noticed a commotion in the grasses. To my surprise, below me, in a pitiful state, was a fledgling redtail hawk!

By Burt Baldwin
08/29/2019
End of the line: Rounding third
End of the line: Rounding third

fter this winter, all of us are anticipating warmer weather and the signs of spring. We anxiously await the greening of the land and fragrant blossomings. For me, spring is also the advent of my favorite sport, baseball.

By Burt Baldwin
04/04/2019