You know how themes sometimes repeat themselves throughout your day, week, year or life?
The Texas Railroad Commission has suspended nearly two dozen permits that allow oil and gas companies to inject saltwater into the ground, which regulators say has contributed to increased earthquakes of greater magnitude in West Texas.
We are barraged by bank ads, each claiming to provide down home comforts for bosom-buddy customers, all of whom will be defended to the death. In my view, there’s not a dime’s worth of difference in most banks. I’ll settle for the one whose checks can be easily torn from checkbooks without mangling. Another observation: The folks making the loans are NOT the same ones featured in TV bank ads.
Idrove my parents to their cabin this week.
Clay Center, Kansas – In 1848 a young struggling family of four immigrated from Scotland to the United States. Andy, who was 13 years old, jumped right in to help his financially strapped family. His parents let him get a job at a cotton mill for $1.20 a week, which is equivalent to $48 a week in today’s numbers.
Honor roll students in the O’Donnell school system have been announced for the third six-week grading period.
ome of us live with a hole that will never go away. It’s an emptiness that can’t be filled. A vacuum within us that’s brimming with nothingness not even air. Just a permanent, impenetrable, infallible, deep and vast hole.
The deadline to register to vote in the Texas Democratic and Republican primary elections is Feb. 5. Voters on March 5 will choose their nominees for president, U.S. Senator, all 38 U.S. House members from Texas, and a number of other state and local offices, from the Texas Supreme Court to district attorneys, sheriffs and county commissioners.
Jesus said, “Judge not, that you be not judged.” (Matthew 7:1) This is a popular Bible verse that is used by people to shame their critics. “Stop telling me what I should be doing. It’s my choice. Plus, Jesus said not to judge, and that’s what you’re doing to me.”
June in West Texas was brutally hot and windy. Was it worse than normal, or am I just getting cranky? This June hurt. Then there were flies. Oh the flies! The biting flies! Hundreds, no, thousands... No, I’m positive there were millions of flies. My poor horses and donkeys were miserable. They quit eating, and instead, swatted flies with their tails and swung their heads all day and night. They were constantly stomping their feet, staying in motion, trying to combat the biting flies. They were sleep deprived and didn’t act like themselves. I bought everything that promised it would kill flies, but each product helped for only a few minutes. I kept two fans running in the barn to try and give them some relief from the heat and shoo the flies away, but it didn’t come close to making a difference.