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The older I get, the more I seem to miss my younger days. No, I don't necessarily miss "my glory days" of leading my high school debate team to the regional tournament, or being a part of a top-rated morning show in Nacogdoches. I miss the culture and lifestyle my family enjoyed when I was a child. More ... By your reading of these words, the fifth anniversary of the Better Half's death date will have passed. The approach of this significant date has been met with words of sadness and gladness in our family. We have wished many times that he had lived longer. But we have been able to pause with appreciation and gratitude for the time that he was given. More ... Folks along El Camino Real are ready for the rain to come back and cool things off along our now dusty old trail. No one passing through now would believe that we were almost underwater just a few short weeks ago. The bright side of the summer heat is that yard mowing has slowed down some and the air conditioning is working great. More ... |
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