Lone Star Parson

  Our old enemy, the Weather, is at it again, changing from triple digit furnace to pounding rain, and all in the space of an  hour. I tell ...

The Masses were said, the Sacrifice offered and it seemed right to cook up some macaroni cheese in a heavy metal pot. I wasn't su...

Thunder and lightning cracked the sky, shaking the house while  sleet whipped against its weathered wooden walls. That's right, t...