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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.
There’s a reason I won’t kill anything. Not even the lowliest cockroach. It comes from a time in my youth when I was supposed to learn how to be a man. I was only about 10, maybe 11. My dad took me dove hunting. We traipsed through cornfields and through…
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I worried our visit might be too much for Josef and Marlies Frick. Josef is 89 now; Marlies 85. They are both lively and in good spirits. She walks a couple of kilometers every day. He keeps a garden in a small lot next to the house. They are closer…
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Coming home is always the hardest part. I love my wife and kids. I like having the routines of waking and writing and reading, school and colleagues. I’ve built a good life for myself with the help of my family. But when I’m underway, I don’t miss it. In the…
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Anxiety produces a physical ailment. It buzzes in my chest like a knot of electrical wires. I feel unsteady and light-headed. My heart thumps. My limbs jerk around in their duties like Reddy Kilowatt’s appendages. I don’t sleep, my thought racing around in smaller and smaller circles—snakes eating their own…
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