We had just left a rather bizarre conversation with a policeman in Cashion and were headed back home when we spied the “Navina” sign.
The central Oklahoma town, if one can call it that, sets just off Seward Road, between May and Pennsylvania Avenues, basically in the middle of pastureland. The elongated rectangle of road, measuring about three-quarters of a mile at the most, is home to only a few houses.
And one shiny grain elevator. Continue reading EPTOM: Navina, OK (The Day Our Nose Hairs Melted)