Repair and the Intangible Story and Photos by John M. Larsen As David Sevy brought the torch down on the French horn, his grandson Caleb watched intently. Caleb had taken the horn apart to remove dents from where
The Courage to Play By Tessa Dalton Photos courtesy of Tessa Dalton At first, I stood back quietly watching. Around the campfire were a dozen strangers, some old, some young. There were hippies and cowboys, a new mother
Forty Years of Festivals By Willy Braun Photos by Robert Millage, Courtesy of Braun Brothers Reunion Each musician has an Elvis moment: that life-changing instant when you realize exactly what music is supposed to sound like and that
You’ll Smile Story and Photos by Desiré Aguirre When I saw the grin of Les Tucker, our ninety-six-year-old Western Swing Hall of Fame fiddler, I knew we were going to be all right. I knew he had one
Down Where the Lost Rivers Flow By P. Gary Eller Wow, there it is again: that touching song about young cowboys in Europe during World War I, pining over their home in the Lost River area of southeastern
My Turn to Drive By Mark Ready In 1976, as the United States celebrated its Bicentennial, I was a fourteen-year-old in Lewiston, sitting behind the wheel of a brand-new Chevy Camaro. My driver’s education instructor was Richard Hager,
Sleuthing a Song By P. Gary Eller There’s another one! In my search around our state for forgotten pre-radio (written before 1924) songs that reveal elements of early Idaho culture, I had seen several variations in lyrics and
Here’s an amusing old Idaho cowboy song set to images of the Owyhees. This content is available for purchase. Please select from available options. Register & Purchase Purchase Only
A Piano Restored, A Pianist Rediscovered By Mike Winter “I can feel her presence, Mike,” said my friend, Steinway technician Paul Schiller, as he surveyed numerous parts of a big old grand piano he was restoring that were
Young, Ambitious, and Intending to Stay Married By Jack Greaves Photos Courtesy of Matt Gooch Matt Gooch walks into the Crossroads at BYU–Idaho in Rexburg and immediately starts bouncing from table to table, chatting with everyone whose face
