Growing up in East Texas I learned at an early age how a lawnmower can be a form of transportation, your neighbor “down the road” is truly not in walking distance and if you really want to impress it will probably involve “fix’n” something.

East Texas is not just a place but a way of life. Family first and never forget the “Golden Rule”. Sundays were synonymous with church and Dallas Cowboy football.

Thankfully, 12th grade English spent a semester on creative writing and story telling so, as they say, the rest is history.

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