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When I was a kid, there was always something going on in my neighborhood. I remember the daily routine of the milk man and bakery guy showing up each morning, first with horse drawn wagons and later in little trucks. The mail was delivered twice a day and the trash as well as garbage wagons picked up twice a week. And it seemed that there was a coal delivery for someone every week. And this was just the beginning.
A few years ago, we started our very own movie nights in our backyard. We recently purchased a projector for work and I soon envisioned family and friends gathered to watch outdoor movies. We set the projector and a computer up in the backyard, and put up our screen – a king size sheet, tacked to the side of the garage. We added some large “Neat Sheets” on the ground and topped it off with pillows and blankets and added some chairs. Throw in a popular DVD, family, friends, popcorn and you have your own outdoor theater!
I think of my father when I walk. Probably it is because he loved to be outdoors, and he taught me early on to notice my surroundings. A few days ago, weather conditions combined to create a remarkable Texas sky. The way the thick, white clouds rode the wind across the blue, blue sky, made me wish I could be a red-tailed hawk so I could fly with them. Dad seemed closer that day.