Jack C. Buck

When I Moved Away

Jack C. BuckFebruary 10, 2020

I would stop at gas stations along the way to buy postcards to mail back east to my friends. My first year away I was basically broke, getting by on 32 hours a ...

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Birds of America

Jack C. BuckAugust 31, 2016

The mountains are shrinking and the birds of America are just too sad about it to wait around and watch it all happen, so they gotta go. It’s truly a sight to s...

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