Good intentions precede the making of resolutions and swearing of oaths. Several years, I set out again on one of my frequent get-in-shape missions. Starting January 2, I went to the community center and lifted weights, used the stair-stepper, and swam. Boy, did I feel great. Tired and great. Then,…
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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.
Roger, I have a couple of things about my website, but first I want to send you and Vicki the warmest of holiday greetings and wishes that you and yours fare well in the coming year. We have been surrounded by family recently, Virginia’s mostly. A death in the family…
Leave a CommentThe feeling started shortly after I went out to meet a friend on Saturday, an itching in the bronchi. By Saturday night, I had a cough. Sunday morning, I was really feeling fatigued and slow. Monday came and I was in the full throes of the flu. My head pounded…
Leave a CommentTwo things: First, great sadness accompanies the last of the year’s dying days. December 20 brings the end of a long decline at the end of which mornings and evenings show equally dark. Rays of sun will begin to straighten and grow sharper. The days start earlier and take longer…
Leave a CommentWe left the Hotel du Commerce in Bar-sur-Seine and started on the road back toward Koblenz and Ivo’s house. Beyond hills of the Champagne, the landscape opened again into Kansas-like plains and rolling hills covered with wheat and corn fields to the horizon. The French villages, like those we had…
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