Junior this Christmas
Me and Junior, my first great-grandchild, five years ago.
“I dearly love the state of Texas, but I consider that a harmless perversion on my part, and discuss it only with consenting adults.” – Molly Ivins
Time for Memories
Cattle, cotton fields, small towns with boarded up buildings, oil rigs and northern mockingbirds, along with a few hawks, dominated the passing, brown winter landscape as I drove from Dallas to Lubbock yesterday. I realized the Sonoran Desert, where I now live, has more color than this part of Texas right now.
But it was still a pleasant drive, well, once I left the traffic cacophony of the FortWorth-Dallas Metroplex. The area is more commonly called the DFW area, but I once worked for the Fort Worth Star-Telegram, and the newspaper’s stylebook always put Fort Worth first.
Driving across Texas is almost always a time for reflection of earlier times and earlier trips that annually crisscrossed my life once I left the state for good. And so it was this day. But the best part of the day’s drive was when I could hug a granddaughter, grand-son-in-law, and most importantly a 5-year-old great-grandson.
It was one of the few times in my life when the destination was more important than the journey.
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Nice pic of you and Junior, and I love the Ivins quote. Funny woman.
Thanks Bob. One of my fondest memories is sitting across the room from Molly and sharing a Jack and Coke. She went to school with a former editor of mine and came to speak at a journalism award ceremony.
That is a great photo of you and your great-grandson. He has your beautiful smile! Enjoy your trip.
I did. Thanks Judy
I like the Molly Ivins quote.
Me, too. Thanks Pit.
Hi Pat,
Sounds like it will be a fun reunion. Have fun and Happy New Year.
Jim
Ditto Jim. Hope to read a lot of your blogs in 2015, Keep writing them.
Happy to read this-as I always am! Happy( and safe) travels, my friend. We are expecting ICE and down in these parts, that is not always a good thing!
It was 28 in Lubbock when I left for Texas, and the wind was blowing 30 mph. I’m happy to be back in Tucson.