My Country, No More is a poetic feature documentary film that explores the dreams and nightmares of a Western North Dakota farming community struggling to maintain their way of life amidst the recent oil boom.

When a local...

Right after high school I joined the Marines and was swiftly whisked away to boot camp and combat training and all the other neccessary military training modules a naive, clueless 18 year old kid is required to endure. I joined prior to the...

My dad used to tell people we were soul mates—a weird thing for a dad to say about his daughter, but he’d explain we shared too many genes. It was like we were the same model, just different years. He understood me like no other, and...

My Grandma had some great stories, she loved telling them, and more loved when people listened.  She came to visit in the fall of 2010 for Thanksgiving.  While she was here one of my mom's students heard her speak and interviewed...

My family was a migrant family who would travel to different states following the seasons. We were farm laborers, so at times we were in Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina and Florida. We finally just stopped migrating and decided to stay...

My mother and father met at a club in Puerto Rico called Peggy Sue. My mother, Gloria, was twenty-nine, my father had just turned thirty. Gloria was staying with her father in San Juan. Her two aunts accompanied her to the club as chaperones. My...