There was a mysterious wet area in our farmyard leading my husband, Tom, to suspect a leak in an underground pipe leading to ...
On a sunny spring morning in 1955, our physical science teacher at Centralia High School told us he had a surprise for us. We were all going outside to watch a young woman demonstrate the phenomenon ...
Last of the water witches? At 33 years young, Scott Hemmer walks Nebraska farmland, waiting on the soft twitch of brass rods held in his hands. “Right here,” he says, pointing to the ground. “About a ...
On a recent sunny Monday morning, 85-year-old Doug Brown pulled up to a breakfast joint in Willits in his white pickup. Bold white letters on the tinted camper shell window spelled out “Water Witcher, ...