Articles > Columns > King of the Road, John Robinson

A Bootheel Refuge

Big trees, a boardwalk to beauty and a ridge with a view By John Robinson   Tucked in rolling hills on the brink of the Bootheel, the Bloomfield Cemetery tells a story. The chapters unfold one by one on the white tombstones of Confederate soldiers from around Bloomfield who died during the Civil War. Many were laid to rest on this beautiful spot atop Crowley’s Ridge, that towering geologic oddity that slices across southeast Miss…... Read more >

Carefree Comfort

Tucked in and around Branson with the King By John Robinson   “Historic?” The chamber of commerce lady didn’t buy my logic. I persisted. “If I were a vehicle, I’d have a historic tag. And Rock Lane Lodge was already historic when our family stayed there thirty years ago.”

She motioned down the narrow peninsula called Indian Point. “It’s near the end of the road, and now they call it R…... Read more >

Bounding Around The Burgs

By John Robinson

Like a Silent Conductor, the big, green highway sign along interstate 70 announced we were approaching aullville. “no services,” the same sign warned. that message spurred my recollection of a comment years ago from an aullville resident, who was upset because the sign discouraged traffic to his town. i asked him if greater aullville offered any services for interstate travelers.

“Well, not at the …... Read more >

The Lodges of the Meremac

By John Robinson

I SETTLED in my lawn chair for the show. Silhouetted by a spectacular sunset over a picture- postcard valley, five musicians launched into vocal harmonies punctuated by fine fiddlin’ and pickin’. Their stage was a concrete poolside tarmac. The crowd sat in lawn chairs and on blankets in this natural amphitheater, a gentle slope softened by thick bluegrass.

Traditional bluegrass fans have little toleran…... Read more >