Back home in amazing Brenham, Texas, we had a friend from one of the Dakotas, North I think, who always said he could tell where he was on his drive between there and Brenham by the people he encountered on the way. The closer he got up north, the less friendly people were, and the closer he got to . . .
Gosh, y'all, this is scary. I've never written a blog before. Never really read one either. Truth be told, my blogging experience consists of googling things or searching on Pintrest for something, finding what I wanted in somebody's blog, and moving on. So be patient with me while I learn how to do . . .