When we moved to Dallas

We thought we were moving to the Wild West, but when we arrived it was not really that way.  I remember the "Yellow Rose of Texas" was a very popular song. Our home at 10509 Gooding St. was considered the outskirts of Dallas. Plano was literally a plain. There were cotton fields near our home and Texas was in the middle of a seven year drought. There were large cracks in the soil. What a difference from the beautiful lush farm land, rivers and streams of Ohio. But Texas has a way of growing on you. My youngest daughter went to Argentina with AFS. On their way there they met many other young people from around the United States. One of them said how much she loved Argentina, she was from Chicago and in the United States we seem to have one culture - to which Jenny replied, "well speak for yourself, I'm from Texas and we have our own culture!"

There is something very unique and special about Texas - give or take the summers!