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James Schaap

A Museum of Swastikas

Two weeks or so after Normandy, he and the team of motorheads crossed the English channel after endless waiting weeks in Great Britain, a couple

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Holy Fool

There has never been a great movie about John Brown. Seriously, hard as it is to believe, no one has ever done a blockbuster about

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Fathomless mysteries all

The title and not the author first caught my eye–Prairie, by someone named Muilenburg, not an unfamiliar name in the neighborhood. I found a copy

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Markers on the Highway

When finally we came to the place on the highway where he was killed, I realized neither of us knew exactly where it was–specifically, under

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School at the Hills turnoff

An extra day in Topeka, Kansas hadn’t been on our agenda. The car wasn’t repaired yet, three days later.  It had been, from the get-go,

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Another story

I can’t argue with anything Thomas Goodhart offered us here yesterday. My first perceptions of nuclear war came when, as a grade-schooler, we snuck under

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Me and the Winnebagos

I don’t know how long it took me to think about how strange it is that everything is “sioux” around here–Sioux City, Sioux Falls, Sioux

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Bernie and The Donald

It’s going to hurt me to say it. Honestly, it feels like a kick in the shins, a sharp stick in the eye, but I

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