My mom is a Texas native. This has, of course, been a source of great pride for her all of her life. It has also been a source of pride for her offspring as we have been raised to understand that the only way to get into heaven is by either being a Texan, or by being closely associated to one.
It was our good fortune that mom had a High School reunion over the Fourth of July weekend. We made a little mini family reunion of sorts of the event. We enjoyed the festivities at the Alamo. We cruised the Riverwalk. We played at the small amusement park next door to the Marriott where we stayed. We enjoyed a steamy afternoon chatting with her friends from days gone by. The only thing missing from the trip was Sara and Kevin.
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