In this Issue… TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT…Jim Stiles ‘Itching…A personal History SOWING CLOVER…Tonya Stiles ‘LOSING OUR RELIGION’ (soon-to-be) BEFORE & AFTER Moab, Utah…then and now COMING TO DOWNTOWN MOAB IN 2016 THE HILTON ‘HOMEWOOD SUITES’ MOAB GROUND ZERO…FACTS &…
There’s no use in sugar-coating it: I can’t go to church services anymore. When an acquaintance died a couple years ago—a warm, funny and open-minded man—I thought we were right to go to his funeral. I was raised Catholic, after…
Introduction On September 4, 2012, I submitted a comment to the Zephyr on Lloyd Pierson’s article on “Moab’s Concentration Camp,” published in the June/July 2012 issue of The Canyon Country Zephyr. In his article, Pierson discussed a facility at a…
If you live in Southeast Utah and love the scenery, and if you have an appreciation for history, you need to do something now for yourself and your family: Take a couple hours off, and drive a few miles miles…
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. Wilson, NC – 2015 The hidden hand that painted this, the…
I returned from a few weeks away to a white wall on Main Street across the street from my driveway. A Homewood Suites has broken ground at Center near 100 N and since the hotel will be built to the…
THANKS to Tom McCourt & the Tibbetts Family. For years, I have been watching Moab move farther and farther away from its roots, to the point where it seems few people even know the history of the place anymore. Some…
Pete’s Dad and Mother and Brother Dick left for their Home in Old La Sal about a week after Little Pete was born. John stayed a few more days to work in the mine with Pete. Puge moved his family…
Visitation at The Grand Canyon approached 5 million in 2014 and the numbers are expected to go even higher this year. But in the 1950s, in the years just after World War II, the pace was a lot slower. Here…
There was a time in the not too distant past, when the vast tracts of public land in Southeast Utah seemed more than adequate to lose oneself in. If I wanted to climb out of the old truck and wander…