The shuttle age commences, becomes routine, and draws to a close, while Mars beckons.
Articles by Gregory Curtis
Jan 20, 2013 — By Gregory Curtis
A cool, brilliantly blue day in early February found me driving north from Austin on a sort of pilgrimage. I was going to see John Graves, the writer and gentleman farmer, now 73 years old, at his place on four hundred acres of rocky blackland prairie near Glen Rose. My…