I once accompanied a nine year-old boy on a search for his lost glasses. I did it out of duty. And I held no real hope of finding them. I went only to quell my guilt for not searching when we would inevitably go purchase another pair. Plus this particular nine...
Get me within one hundred miles of Tulsa, OK and I get the shakes: an irresistible urge to visit the Gilcrease Museum. I exaggerate not; just ask my family and any one of my million friends. The Gilcrease is one of the finest western art museums in America,...
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