Winter Wonderland
November 2014
by JOHN DRAKE ROBINSON
A dozen winters ago, when my job involved promoting Missouri travel, I found myself in the cold canyons of Manhattan, in an office, face-to-face with the editor of a major publication that shall remain nameless, except to say that it’s national in scope and geographic in nature. The editor was cordial, but all business.
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A dozen winters ago, when my job involved promoting Missouri travel, I found myself in the cold canyons of Manhattan, in an office, face-to-face with the editor of a major publication that shall remain nameless, except to say that it’s national in scope and geographic in nature. The editor was cordial, but all business.
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Route 66 Hideaway
August 2014
by JOHN DRAKE ROBINSON
artist rendering of the original Munger-Moss (now the Elbow Inn) by Clarke Harvey
I found a hideaway. When I rolled to its door, a thundershower was beating down on the low slung structure made mostly of logs with mud chinks, its back wall standing just a couple of feet above the swollen Big Piney River. Read More...
artist rendering of the original Munger-Moss (now the Elbow Inn) by Clarke Harvey
I found a hideaway. When I rolled to its door, a thundershower was beating down on the low slung structure made mostly of logs with mud chinks, its back wall standing just a couple of feet above the swollen Big Piney River. Read More...