Traveler Magazine
By Delcie Kincaid on October 5, 2011 at 1:09 pm • 0 Comments •
The Hogeye Mall, formally know as ZipTrip, is not a mall at all. It is a run-down convenience store situated at several crossroads. One road will lead you to Fayetteville, another West Fork, or Prairie Grove or, if you go ...
By Jason Torrente
The tallest building in downtown Fayetteville seems to be melting. White streaks drip down 150 feet of brick and mortar, the result of 30 years of oxidation, a visual effect like watered paint washing down a canvas.
Hillcrest Towers ...
By Traveler on October 5, 2011 at 1:06 pm • 0 Comments •
By Taniah Tudor
Mark Landon Smith is at home in his office. With the doors closed he leans back in the black office chair and props his bare feet on the blanket-covered futon sofa next to a purple stuffed bear and ...
By Traveler on October 5, 2011 at 1:04 pm • 0 Comments •
By Taniah Tudor
The shoulder straps of the seat belt rub against my neck and I press my heels as hard as I can against the foot brace, making my legs almost cramp. I lean into the turn, knowing that if ...
By Sarah Guinn on October 5, 2011 at 1:02 pm • 0 Comments •
Bob Bethke stood in his office at the Tyson Foods plant on Berry Street as he prepared to enter the production lines. He threw on his khaki overcoat that in red, cursive letters read, “Chaplain Bob” and put on his ...
By Delcie Kincaid on October 5, 2011 at 1:00 pm • 0 Comments •
Linda Ford says her veterinarian’s office is almost fully computerized. Almost. She prefers her notes remain handwritten in each client’s folder.
She holds up her hand and forms a circle with her index finger and thumb. “Like an asshole,” she says. ...
By Delcie Kincaid on February 22, 2011 at 6:55 pm • 0 Comments •
Linda Ford says her veterinarian’s office is almost fully computerized. Almost. She prefers her notes remain handwritten in each client’s folder.
She holds up her hand and forms a circle with her index finger and thumb. “Like an asshole,” she says. ...
By Taniah Tudor on January 6, 2011 at 9:14 pm • 1 Comment •
The shoulder straps of the seat belt rub against my neck and I press my heels as hard as I can against the foot brace, making my legs almost cramp. I lean into the turn, knowing that if this tiny ...