I spent Easter weekend in Hallsville at my parents’ house. For those of you who don’t know, this is the house I grew up in. It sits on 15 acres of land. The back part is where the Civil War re-enactment takes place during Hallsville Western Days. Because he’s retired and addicted to burning, mowing and all things pertaining to nature, my Daddy decided that in his newly acquired spare

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My sweet cousin wrote that on a flash card and slipped it into my one-inch pile of Spanish vocabulary words and phrases my Freshman year at Baylor when I was a nervous wreck over taking my first final exam. Fast forward to this morning. I’m a nervous wreck about the Offshore Technology Conference that will take place next week. I feel anxious for every little thing going on around me.

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