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Better By You, Better Than Me Judas Priest

October 17, 2021 – 6:31 pm

This weekend I went on a Judas Priest binge. HEADING OUT ON THE HIGHWAY, DIAMONDS AND RUST, ROCKA ROLLA etc, until YouTube popped up the lead singer’s testimony in a 1990 Nevada civil suit accusing the group of inciting two Reno teenagers’ suicide pact via subliminal words ‘do it’ in their reprieve of the Spooky […]

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Iowa Snow

December 16, 2020 – 12:28 pm

Many people living on the East and West Coasts of America refer to the land in between the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans as the fly-over. The State of Iowa is in the center of the United States. The nearest big city is Chicago. Most of its residents are devoted to growing corn. The Federal government […]

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YOU BET I WOULD by Peter Nolan Smith

November 18, 2017 – 1:10 am

During our 2009 trip through the American Midlands filming Barry Flanagan statues Brock Dundee and I detoured from our route to meet Colonel Rockford Ret. in Iowa City. The three of us began the evening at a sports bar. The bartender had just returned from his third tour in Iraq. We toasted his return with […]

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ROADS OF THE FLYOVER Part 3 by Peter Nolan Smith

August 14, 2015 – 5:56 pm

Threatening clouds roiled over the Iowa cornfields. Monstrous flashes strobed through the thunderheads. The still air was charged with electricity. “Have you ever seen a tornado?” Brock asked with his video recorder out the window. “Only in WIZARD OF OZ.” Twisters killed people and I stepped on the gas. Brock studied the map. We hadn’t […]

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LIVE LONG AND PROSPER IOWA by Peter Nolan Smith

April 26, 2015 – 12:06 pm

Wilbur Harrison had a hit with KANSAS CITY. My schoolmate, Joe Fielder, traveled to the Paris of the Plains in 1965. The police caught him in St. Louis. He escaped through the bathroom window and my 14 year-old friend reached KC the next day, where he ordered a steak and then rode a Greyhound back […]

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