The Sweat Lodge in My Backyard (Memoir)

The Sweat Lodge in My Backyard (Memoir)

When I was a kid, I always tried to be normal but it never worked. My lemonade stand was in the center of a cornfield. I often threw the football to myself. And sometimes I wore a Mustang Ranch T-shirt to school, which was a gift my dad acquired from an infamous...
School Bus Rides of Arctic Dread (Memoir)

School Bus Rides of Arctic Dread (Memoir)

The end of the quarter-mile driveway from our farmhouse in the winter was the most desolate place on earth, and I stood there every weekday waiting for the school bus. A little boy in my blue snowmobile suit listening to the wind blow hard against the telephone wires....
I was named after a hitchhiker. What’s your story?

I was named after a hitchhiker. What’s your story?

Yes, that’s true. His name was Kip Gentry and my parents, Bill and Nancy, picked him up in a blizzard before I was born somewhere between Nebraska and Wyoming in their Volkswagen van called Bilbo Baggins. Thankfully, I wasn’t named Kip because...