​Letters From the West: Of Tornadoes and Pedal Steel Guitars

Jason M. Vaughn · 08/18/14 01:11PM

When I was just a kid—long before the internet existed to either kill off old irrational fears in avalanches of pedantic data or germinate brand new ones in its' rich and fertile fields of bullshit—I had a morbid fear of tornadoes.

Letters from The West: Babies and Road Trips

Jason M. Vaughn · 08/01/14 01:33PM

A week later, the summer monsoons are still pouring down across the Rio Grande Valley, as my wife, Kirbi, and I wait here at Goat Farm for the birth of our son.