On Hunting

By Chip Prehn Sir Roger Scruton, who died too young last January, came late to fox-hunting but made up for this by becoming one of England’s most avid sportsmen and lovers of the chase. About 2001, I picked ... Read More...

Homeward bound

Since my visit to Baton Rouge, I’ve often wondered why Mom could not have seen the transformation of her childhood home before her death.

Against the world for the world

Grass and sky are but a distant memory, as unto the land of Zion for the exiles in Babylon of old. I sit myself down by the rivers of Clear Creek Mall, and sing songs of Zion. It is time to go home.

In him no South or North

What began as a mental celebration of the South’s honor became a frightening reflection on my regionalist hubris.