It’s the fall semester of 2015 and I’m standing on a makeshift stage in the Arkansas Tech student center with a guitar...

“You ready?” he said. Yep, go for it. “Here we go.” Laying on my side I hear the electric hum of the artist’s needle...

The water was cold. The mountain stream seldom rose above 40 degrees Fahrenheit. Perfect for trout. Knee deep in the...

Down a bumpy road and up a muddy path is an overgrown patch of trees. Through the trees and around a bend is a...