Once upon a time, there was a girl who grew up in a tiny little town in North Dakota. (She’ll laugh at all of you who think your towns of 5,000 or 10,000 or 15,000 people are “small,” as her hometown had a mere 76 residents, all of whom she could list on a map …
In the early 1970s, I had an acquaintance who was a tour bus driver for San Francisco’s Grey Line Tours. He liked to embellish the script with some of his own ‘information, telling his riders that Angel Island was once one of the Channel Islands off the coast of Santa Barbara, and was towed to …
The year was 1996 and I was on my way to Uluru to meet some friends for a tour through outback Australia. After I got my luggage at the airport in Alice Springs, I tried to figure out where I was supposed to meet with my travel companions. J had left his old car at …
Last night a friend of mine and I decided to go out for a dinnertime whatsis. I say whatsis because she and I have a long history of never being hungry at the same time, and one often sits and has a snack while the other one eats dinner. And so was last night. And …
As a military brat, I flew often during the first twelve years of my life. I was never afraid to fly, but my stomach did not relish the experience. It escalated to the point where, once old enough, my little brother would walk the plane’s aisles, collecting those heinous little bags from the empty seats …
Alva, Oklahoma Becky McCray is a small town business owner, with a retail store and a cattle ranch in Woods County, Oklahoma. Through her consulting firm she helps small town governments, and promotes entrepreneurship and tourism in small towns. You can find all her online projects from www.beckymccray.com