I In the rugged and remote highlands of far West Texas stands a gem of a baseball park, one built in the late 1940s for a team called the Guthrie City Cowboys by their legendary owner Knox Henderson Jr., a wealthy rancher and cattleman. Only Henderson Field survives today; it is rougher around the…
I Sam Thornton paused briefly before pulling the two hardcover books from their resting-place in the corner bookcase. The antique piece of furniture, chest high and located near the front window of his garret apartment, was reserved for his favorite volumes – ones that had made a lasting indention upon his heart and mind…
I “Ms. Waters,” the little girl said. “Yes, honey,” said the woman, kneeling down in front of her. “This is the best day ever.” The sentence that came from the tiny voice struck Grace Waters speechless as she looked into the small child’s eyes and saw a face that reflected hope and innocence, expectation….
I “How are you doing these days?” the candidate asked. “To be honest, I’m not sure what to think – at least for the moment,” Ben Adams said. “Once this thing is over, you ought to go home to Texas and come back up here on your own terms,” the candidate said. “It’s better…