Steve McNeely

As the sun kissed the horizon, the first of my clansman rode before the royal box; backs arrow-straight, heads held high and tilted to the right, crimson and sapphire sashes interwoven with the horses’ bridles,

“A course I do. Miss Minnie, here’s my secret. When the hoss inside my head starts wandering down that trail, I yank up on the reins and send him on a better path.

With a record-breaking 300 straight days of temperatures of 110 degrees or more, East Texans have learned to cope and

It was great to see an influential, prolific singer-songwriter still at it, we appreciated the tight musicianship and felt happy that his acolytes had an opportunity to express restrained reverence.

Just as it is hard to be angry and upset when we are laughing, don’t you find it hard to be discouraged when you feel gratitude?

We revisited the Tickle Pink Inn that I had found all those years ago in the Poor College Student’s Guide to Honeymoon’s for Twelve Dollars a Day published by AAA.