Brian Sanders

Remember Your Station   It happened at 10:15 A.M. on September 3, 1902. An electric trolley was gaining speed and

Come Up For Air He was being stalked. Hunted. His killer was so deranged that he visited the jail where

Getting Dad to talk about his time in Vietnam often proved difficult. I’d find various ways to ask questions and

Have a Plan   It was one of the first things I saw when I walked through the front door.

Help Them See   I called her Mamaw. She was my dad’s mom–plump, kind, and a woman of faith. She

Throw a Party   I’ve always struggled in math. Numbers and I…we’re not a good combo. By the sixth grade,

Follow the Footprints   The river was just a short walk from their house. The family had learned early to

TAKE OWNERSHIP   The older Dad got, the more obsessed he became with his yard. He’d say things like, “Boy,

  KNOW THE RISKS   If the Red River in Coushatta, Louisiana could talk, I’m sure it could recount a