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time and again I do not believe my father remained a fly fisherman long after I moved away from Moab. From the time he left Utah in the mid 1990’s, he seldom fished. Back in Texas, Dad went through a…
EDITORS NOTE: For almost twenty years, the “DOG OF THE MONTH” was one of The Zephyr’s most popular regular features. When the print version ended, so did the dogs, but now we’ve been thinking it’s time for a Renaissance of…
Katie Lee died last month, in her sleep, at the age of 98. Many of us thought she was immortal. She was a force of nature and could light up a room like a lightning flash in a thunderstorm—you knew…
The phone rang. I looked at the ID and saw it was Wesson again. We’d spent most of the last two hours on the phone, though it was, by necessity, a one sided conversation. He talked and I scribbled furiously.…
For Jim Stiles, of course This is not a paid endorsement. In fact, this is not a paid anything. And it may not be an endorsement. I am not certain when Jim Stiles and I became fellow-travelers, comrades in…
From the 1992 Zephyr Archives… this article is rated R – not suitable for reading by children due to the sensitive subject matter. If you’re like Ol’ Flocko, you probably wonder what to do with the Easter Bunny after you…
Paul Vlachos is a New Yorker who understands The West. And he is a New Yorker who understands New York. Wherever Paul goes, he finds signs of life… 1. Cars get dirty everywhere in different ways. This is…
Your Old Canary is Obsolete If your coal mine still uses an old canary You’re past due for a replacement; Down in the velvet-black underground Yellow clashes with contemporary fashion, Shrill warbling can be digitally corrected. To properly dispose of…
“I don’t like the itching, but I don’t mind the scratching.” —Late Night with David Letterman (1988) Every year, in early March, I begin to long for Spring. After yet another cold grey winter, I’m ready for the return of…
