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Knowing it may be difficult or impossible, this assignment from my editor was to find the man dubbed Edward Scissorhands who made national news last fall for trimming trees in a Fort Worth neighborhood in the middle of the night, for months, unauthorized and unwelcomed. The broadcast news outlets did not report a name or specific location, so I wasn’t sure what I would find. After I told my friend about the assignment, she said, “Good luck with that” after she clicked ’round in Google searches.  But I found him. And here is the story about what I found.

The expression goes, there is power in numbers. But it seems that when those numbers involve a team of eight women on horseback who train together, ride together, cry together, laugh together, eat dirt together, and bleed together, they’re finding power in leading the way for others in a world where women will no longer stand to be the halftime show or an understated afterthought while still nodding to the heritage that brought them here. - Jocelyn Tatum

On my desk at home, I have a true-to-life-sized concrete sculpture of a skull with little porcelain bluebirds resting on its mouth, ears, eyes, and one on its crown. I found it at ArtsGoggle in Fort Worth 13 years ago when the local arts festival was just starting. I gravitated toward it because it reminded me how fleeting and fragile life can be. The birds, to me, represented the creativity that comes forth in the face of our finitude. The idea was that this mortal reminder would help me get past writer’s block. After all, as a journalist, these stories are not my own. They are your stories. I am merely the vessel who delivers them using my passion and acute sensitivity to humanity.

I borrowed this idea from 14th-century monks who kept skulls on their desks. A reminder of their mortality as they wrote their philosophical dissertations. “For dust you are, and to dust you shall return.” Sounds familiar, right? This symbol of death on my desk was a reminder to face my fears head on, and that I am just passing through this world, adding my thread to the massive tapestry that is the story of all us … (click title or here for full story).

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