For decades, Moab’s Poplar Place stood sentinel on the corner of Main and Center Streets. It was probably one of Moab’s most familiar landmarks. In 1989, an overnight fire almost destroyed the beloved pub but its owner, Joe Kingsley, refused…
Uranium fever became a national affliction when Steen announced his strike. Go-for-broke prospectors poured into the little town of Moab by the thousands, lured by the $100 million bait. The town was besieged by a boom which was to surpass…
The clock on the mantle was set at 5:05, and the bar was always open. Charles relished the role of party-giver, M.L.’s role was hostess. She played it graciously and sometimes enjoyed it. Once, in defiance, she served a buffet…
