Jesse, Sorry for the long note. Try to stick with me. I’m sitting around here today getting fat and doing not much at all. After wasting most of a morning and the afternoon, I took up a book I’ve been reading and have just a few pages left. (It’s a…
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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.
I was uncertain about camping at Grand Canyon. I knew there were some private campgrounds outside the park, but ever since I was a kid, I had always had trouble with private campgrounds. They were too tame, too kitschy, too made up. National park and national forest campground were more…
Leave a CommentBefore we headed out to see the sights of Canyon de Chelly, we set camp among a swarm of grasshoppers at the national monument campground. It was like a plague. The insects covered the campground and surrounding area. Syd and I both set to shooing the bugs from a spot…
Leave a CommentI’d heard of Hovenweep National Monument as a child. One time on a summer vacation, my father wanted to stop there on our way to the Grand Canyon. We never made it, but the name stuck with me. The night before we left Mesa Verde, we spread the map out…
Leave a CommentWe were in not hurry and dawdled along the way, stopping at scenic vistas and taking walks along roadside trails. We pulled into Gunnison around 6 p.m. and looked for a place to stay—we still had four hours of driving to get to Mesa Verde and I didn’t want to…
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