Being a native Texan is something for which I am grateful. A very unstable upbringing involved less than desirable conditions that involved a wonderful mother, father and step-father, the latter when he was sober.
As a result, we moved a lot. When the count exceeded 40, we lost track. My sister, Karen, and I would have accrued some big dollars for all the miles we put on trucks and U-Hauls. We even…
