In This Issue… Take it or Leave it: I Miss Art Bell, Bigfoot, and the Alien Abductors …by Jim Stiles How to Disappear …by Tonya Audyn Stiles REVISITING “JULY 4, 1961: MURDER & THE ENDURING MYSTERY at DEAD HORSE POINT”…
If there were ever a time when we needed an interesting and truly escapist diversion from the realities of 2021 (or 2020 Part B, as it’s known to some of us), it’s right now. I am starting to take the…
He just stepped out for a pack of cigarettes… It’s been a while since I’ve heard anyone say it, even as a joke. The echo of a father who slipped out the door and never came home. The legacy of…
…and on writing a significantly expanded update of that story. Last April, after a year trying to collect as much publicly available information as I could find, I started to write what ultimately became a 10,000 word account of one of Grand County’s most brutal crimes,…
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…
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 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…
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…
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…
It has become common among people who have the good fortune of being both affluent and self-aware to be ashamed of their pain. After all, what could possibly justify feelings of depression or anxiety among those of us who live…