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Get in your car and drive across Texas
It has been a busy last few months, and deadlines loom at the Leader, so I’ll keep this short and sweet today.

The drive down to the state track meet in Austin this year was outrageously beautiful, and I’m not just saying that.

The landscape along the interstate was bursting with vibrant colors from the wildflowers. The trees are bloated with drinks of rainfall and green as green can be. The grass and weeds are likewise loaded to the gills and offering their thanks.

It is a good time to be driving the roads of Texas, unless you are on a Harley without a helmet and eat more than your share of bugs and butterflies. Even my drive a week earlier to Plainview was enjoyable, especially around the Caprock.

It was the first time I had returned to Plainview (in the daytime) since we moved to Littlefield when I was about nine.

I left friends there for sure, and a few stray cats I befriended in some alley off of Floydada St.

Plainview was where I attended school for the first time. I mowed my first lawn, and dove off my first diving board.

I kissed my first girlfriend’s hair, got in my first fist fight, ate a ton of spudnuts, and played with bubbles of asphalt rising from a scorched street in the summer.

Rode my first bike (bad experience), was stung by my first wasp (first of about 50 that day), and saw my first tornado.

Ah Plainview. Driving down those same streets the other day, I didn’t just get a piece of memory here, and a dab of remembrance there. It came like a flood, good and bad. It was my childhood staring back at me, decades later.

Plainview is booming these days, as Panhandle towns can boom. Where we used to live was just a few blocks from the highway. You could look across that stretch, and see a cotton gin, and at night, the red glow of cotton seed hulls burning.

Today there is a Super Duper Wal-Mart obscuring the view, so in my opinion not all progress is good.

But hopefully the mom and pop businesses are entrenched enough, and the town isolated from other cities enough for everyone to live together in perfect harmony.

Anyway, Texas is looking good, folks. Get out there and take some of it in before July comes and dries it up.


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