Lone Star Parson

  Back in the day I'd think nothing of hopping in the stick shift Ranger and getting on the road to Dallas for some late night fun or ev...

Whoever said life'd be easy? No one, and with that in mind I left the sylvan groves of old Texas for the concrete metrosprawl of th...

Today is Low Sunday and the air is filled with the smell of slow cooking pork, which my neighbors have put on their fire pit, and with t...