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Author: Patrick Dobson

Dr. Patrick Dobson is a work in progress until his termination. In the meantime, He is a writer, scholar, postman, and college professor living in Kansas City, MO.

The University of Nebraska Press published his travel memoirs, Canoeing the Great Plains: A Missouri River Summer in 2015 and Seldom Seen: A Journey into the Great Plains in 2009. Canoeing the Great Plains won the 2016 High Plains Book Award in Creative Nonfiction and the Thorpe Menn Literary Excellence Award. His essays and poems have been published in New Letters, daCunha, Kansas City Star, Garo, Wood Coin, and JONAHmagazine, and others.

Dobson earned a doctorate in American History and Literature at the University of Missouri-Kansas City in 2013. He has edited books, taught journalism, and been a union ironworker. He now teaches American History, Modern Latin American History, and Western Civilization at Johnson County Community College in Overland Park, KS.

He looks forward to hearing from you soon.

Rough, simple, and good

Today, Nick and I set out to do what we have never done before. We bought dimension lumber and nails to build a headboard for a king-size bed. Neither of us had ever built such a structure before. But Nick found a YouTube video that gave us a good idea…

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Delight, not disaster

I didn’t look forward to a trip to Cincinnati. It would bring me face to face with sisters, which meant we would have to confront family history, tricky and dangerous territory where I fear to tread. My sister Christine has advocated for my sister Angela’s care for many years now.…

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It came down to knowing a guy

I’m glad to tell you that I’ve signed a contract for my next book with the working title of Ferment: A Memoir. Skyhorse Publishing, a large, independent press, will publish the book in May 2020. The manuscript needs some final touches but is mostly complete now. While this is fabulous…

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Epilogue: Pieces of me

The most diabolical trick biology has played on us: When we are young, time passes so slowly. When we gain a little wisdom and experience, time flies by. As soon as I blink, the week is over. It’s seems like it’s always Sunday and I’m getting ready for the work…

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