Archive for June 2025
Where the Buffalo Roamed
We all have our time machines. Some take us back; they’re called memories. Some take us forward; they’re called dreams.”– Jeremy Irons By DAVE BERRY I grew up wading in buffalo wallows. When the spring rains came, it was great sport to venture with my brothers out onto the pasture and wade in those large…
Read MoreAbove it All at Acoma
“In the end I tell my children, there’s no way I can tell you how to be an Acoma, how to be an Indian. You have to experience it.”– Stanley Paytiamo, Acoma Pueblo By DAVE BERRY It was a magical trip… one of those you sorta plan, kinda schedule… and in the end you just…
Read MoreRainy Night in North Carolina
“When the night has come, and the land is dark,And the moon is the only light we’ll see.No, I won’t be afraid. Oh, I won’t be afraid,Just as long as you stand, stand by me.”- Ben E. King, 1938-2015 By DAVE BERRY Ben. E. King passed away last week, leaving me in a reflective mood.…
Read MoreSouth Rim By Sixty
“There’s a difference between solitude and loneliness.”– Maggie Smith By DAVE BERRY “South Rim by 60!” For years, that was my rallying cry, the single-most important item on my bucket list. I wanted to hike up out of the Basin at Big Bend National Park, high into the Chisos Mountains, and follow the trail around…
Read MoreThanks, Bob Hope, For Remembering (The Column I Almost Didn’t Write)
By DAVE BERRY Thanks For The Memories – too easy a headline to mark the passing of Bob Hope. I wrote it this way: “Thanks, Bob Hope, For Remembering.” Five words above a piece written by a lazy editorial writer who stitched a dozen words onto the top of an Associated Press article. To my…
Read MoreLeaving Tracks Through Life
“I think that’s what we’re all most terrified about… that we’ll just die and disappear and we’ll leave no trace.” – Daniel Clowes By DAVE BERRY The sugary dunes of White Sands National Monument stretched into the distance… far to the west where they abutted the Organ Mountains outside Las Cruces. The sun would soon…
Read MoreFarewell to the Texas Prison Rodeo
“What we’ve got here is failure to communicate.” – Strother Martin (the Captain), Cool Hand Luke (1967) Photos and Story by DAVE BERRY Brazoria County, along the Texas Gulf Coast, was home to almost as many prisons as chemical plants. When I lived and worked there in the early ’80s, it seemed all roads led…
Read MoreDad, Death and Dora
“In the concentration camps, we discovered this whole universe where everyone had his place. The killer came to kill, and the victims came to die.”– Elie Wiesel By DAVE BERRY The tiny packet of photos, concealed inside a torn envelope and fastened by a crumbling black rubber band, represented a time in my father’s life…
Read MoreA Letter in the Recipe Box
This column, published Nov. 22, 2013, honors my wife’s uncle, Lt. (j.g.) Hugh Coachman Crews, above, who was lost when the heavy cruiser U.S.S. Indianapolis was torpedoed in the final weeks of World War II. On Aug. 19, 2017, undersea explorers announced they had discovered the wreckage of the Indy, missing for 72 years. By…
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