Blog 1: Where the Pavement Ends

There’s a spot just outside the little town I grew up in—somewhere between Waco and Houston—where the pavement gives up and turns to caliche and crushed dreams. If you made it past that cattle guard without knocking your muffler loose, you were headed into my kind of country. We didn’t have much growing up, but […]

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