I live in my beloved home state of New Mexico, but Arizona is very close to my heart. I have lived in Tucson twice, for a total of 12 years, have visited Arizona my entire life and had relatives in Yuma and Nogales. My two oldest children were born in Tucson. Every issue of Arizona Highways
makes me smile and lifts my spirits. The September 2013 issue [Cowboys & Indians
] was outstanding. I wonder if the people photographed have any idea of how beautiful they are.
Sharon White Miller, San Lorenzo, New Mexico
As someone who grew up in the Northeast and is now living in Arizona, I take strong exception to the totally false claim being made by Arizona Highways
[October 2013] that fall in Northern Arizona is better than fall in Vermont. I’ve been to both Vermont and Northern Arizona in the fall, and the truth is, there’s no comparison. Vermont’s fall is vastly superior to Northern Arizona’s fall in every respect. Northern Arizona doesn’t have all of the trees that Vermont has that produce all of the spectacular fall colors that Vermont is world-famous for. The only fall color in Northern Arizona is orange. I would urge Arizona Highways to stick to promoting what Arizona is world-famous for, which is the Grand Canyon, and to stay away from such a pathetic ploy for attention.
Nancy E. Kuhn, Scottsdale, Arizona
I have been a recipient of Arizona Highways for more than 20 years. Almost every publication brings to mind an incident that occurred in 1956, but the colorful August 2013 issue requires sharing this personal event. The associate professor of medicine at Duke University was Dr. Jack D. Myers. He grew up in the Southwest and received his undergraduate and medical education at Stanford. He was a brilliant and dynamic teacher. In discussing a medical question or topic, his most frequent and favorite expression was “Let me refer you to the literature.”
And from there he would quote answers to the subject from the most popular to the most remote of journals. Dr. Myers, a popular professor, was invited to and attended a pre-graduation party of the 1956 Duke Medical School graduating class. During the evening, he and a student from New York got into a rather heated debate about the natural beauty of New England versus the Southwest. When the New Yorker said something to the effect that the Southwest was nothing but a “hot, dry, barren wasteland, home to nothing but cacti, snakes and scorpions,” that did it. Red-faced and shaking his finger at the student, he said, “Let me refer you to the literature, Arizona Highways
,” and he quoted one or more issues (none of which I remember these 50-plus years later) depicting the beauty and history of the Southwest. The August 2013 issue would get a “high pass” from Dr. Myers.
Robert Mayo Failing, M.D.,
Santa Barbara, California
SHOCK AND AWE
As a winter resident of Phoenix and a dedicated amateur photographer, I look forward to receiving Arizona Highways every month. I am consistently impressed with the quality and variety of the images you publish. So I was shocked to see the image of Alpine featured on pages 6 and 7 of your July 2013 issue. The prominent, out-of-focus branches in the foreground are completely distracting, and the rest of the image is mediocre, at best. I was stunned to see a photo of such poor quality so prominently featured in your publication. Was this a publishing mistake or just a rare lapse in judgment?
Jacqueline Byers, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Editor's Note: We respectfully disagree.
DRUMMING UP THE PAST
I have to say I really enjoyed seeing the photograph and article about the Palace Saloon in the September 2013 issue [Odd Jobs
]. In the mid-1940s, we lived in Prescott, and my father (Bill Hooper) worked at the Piggly Wiggly grocery store, and also at one of the banks. Some nights, he played drums at the Palace in a small band. I never got to see him play, because I was 5. I do remember his drum set after we moved to Phoenix. He sold it when I was around 7. I wish my mother would have made some pictures of Dad when he was playing at the Palace. I can still remember those smells coming out of the saloons along Whiskey Row.
Dorothy Curtis, Canby, Oregon
CORRECTION: In our September 2013 issue, in the story titled Seeing It His Way, we misspelled Bill Sandberg’s name. We regret the error and apologize to Mr. Sandberg.
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