“Because history begins by hammering chalk lines onto sand and clay and only stops when the last bank of lights goes out for another prairie winter. Yet, this summer night falls into the white steady burn of streetlights against a… — D.A. Lockhart Copy Share Image
“Because history begins by hammering chalk lines onto sand and clay and only stops when the last bank of lights goes out for another… — D.A. Lockhart Copy Share Image
“Concession to concession, this night is ours. With lots of blueprint houses burning their brick-base settler dream into the land Tecumseh died for.” — D.A. Lockhart Copy Share Image
“Our memories and the songs that carry them forward to the next generations speak to the manner of where we have come from, construct… — D.A. Lockhart Copy Share Image
“The way the truth of it hits you is less white-lighting whisky more the slow arrival of fall in a place that knows little… — D.A. Lockhart Copy Share Image
