Rachel and I drove in circles around Lima and New Lima, Oklahoma on a hot summer Sunday afternoon. We failed at our task: trying to distinguish a border between the two towns. So we asked the locals and received a brief history lesson about the boundaries, and who we might talk with when we reached each side. Continue reading EPOTM: New Lima, OK (By the Grace of God)→
Rachel and I were standing outside in the August sun, waiting patiently on a woman to finish her cell phone conversation. She looked like an overdressed Flo, talked with a vernacular that could only be Alabaman, and made eye contact with us every thirty seconds holding up her index finger as if to say, “I’ll be right with you.” Continue reading EPOTM: Little, OK (The Bathroom Ghost)→
When we were driving into Criner the only thing my mom had been able to find out about the town from a quick LexisNexis search was that they had a Superfund site, and that there was a lady who got in an argument with her neighbors because her goats were…ahem, fornicating in her front yard and the neighbors didn’t much care to see this particular act of nature. So heading into town we were sort of hoping to talk to goat lady because we thought that story was hilarious, but as it happens we found someone else in town to tell us her story. Continue reading EPOTM: Criner, OK→
“You could probably just talk with anyone here. We’re all like family…that guy just had a horse kick the valve stem off the tire on his trailer, so I helped him fix his flat.”
Rachel and I had stepped outside the car to find out what the assembly of hundreds of trailers, horses, and people was all about. The man explaining the flat tire scenario had been looking at us with anticipation as soon as we told him about our project. Continue reading EPOTM: Meeker, OK→
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