LATE NIGHT VISITS FROM HERB RINGER & BILL BENGE…Was it just a dream? If there is one inexplicable thing in our lives, it must surely be the dreams we all experience almost every night as we lay our heads on…
Two months ago, the Zephyr published my photo-illustrated article focusing on the effects of the current drought in the Colorado River Basin. My photos from Lake Powell, the Blue Mesa Reservoir, and the Paonia Reservoir showed the dramatic effects of…
For me, the 21st Century did not begin at the Baggott Inn, where I played three sets of music with a reggae band on the night of New Year’s Eve, 1999, or Y2K, as we called it. It began on…
Found among the papers of my great-grandmother, Louisa Wade Wetherill (1877-1945), was a stack of Navajo stories she had translated, transcribed, and preserved. Living with the People for most of her adult life, Louisa greatly respected their character, insights, wisdom,…
For most of my time at The Times, Thursdays were my “wind-down” days, the one day in the week when I could relax a bit from production pressure, research my much-loved (by me, at any rate) Looking Backward column, and…
Is there a racist component in camping? Or is it a question of common sense? For a “white boy” who grew up middle class in the South, in the midst of the civil rights movement, I thought I had seen…
Yet another local landmark was recently torn down and wiped from the face of the Earth. Recently, for me, at least. In August, Tonya and I were driving to Moab from Monticello, on US 191, for the first time in a few…
Our regular readers know that we began a new project at the Zephyr last year–called “Zephyr America.” We’ve been slowly wading through the massive Zephyr archives of historic photos and digitizing them to share with our readers. To keep up…
Herb Ringer was an avid devotee of Rail History. He maintained a vast library of books on the topic, particularly on the rail lines of the Rocky Mountains. In the 60s and 70s he traveled regularly to the important sites…
I would speculate that most humans, especially those who have lived their lives in jobs requiring any type of secrecy, arrive at a place in old age or near death where they would like to divulge some of those secrets.…