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Monday, July 28, 2014
I was born in a town where families spend the last full week of July in glorified screened porch cabins in a county park under shady trees. At one time, before electricity, it was most likely the coolest spot in town. Today, in the age of air conditioning, we always wonder - why are we doing this event in July? There are cooler months in Texas. Regardless, we gather fans and swamp coolers, and we suffer through the heat to spend time with family and friends. I really enjoy the fact that many of my childhood friends are within a one mile radius every year. It's fun to see everyone.
I also like the fact that my grandmother, my mother, my brother, and now my nieces all spent magical childhood moments at the reunion...