John Steinbeck and I — in addition to traveling with our dogs, being about the same age when we set forth on our journeys, having the same first names, and a lot of the same letters in our last ones…
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From black sheep to favorite son
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The signs at Exit 127 of Interstate 94 in Minnesota let drivers know what’s ahead: McDonald’s, Subway, Jitters Java Cafe and the Sinclair Lewis Interpretative Center. What weary motorist couldn’t use a jolting cup of Joe, a $5 footlong and a…
For love of food? Or for love and food?
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Ace remembers. Ace remembers the park he used to play in, the places he liked to poop, the street he used to live on, the people who gave him treats. Ace remembers which rowhouse windows cats lived behind, which…
Michael Vick’s former house sits empty
by John Woestendiek • • 1 Comment
I’m not sure why I wanted to visit 1915 Moonlight Road – maybe for the same reason people visit Nazi death camps, Ground Zero and other scenes of slaughter. Maybe it’s in part to pay respects to those who died…
On music, memories and the open road
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This trip, whatever else it’s about, is also about nostalgia, and I got a big dose of it on the drive to Houston – most of it induced by the long-distance driver’s best friend, the radio. Music, like old friends…