I’ve been thinking a lot about Momma, Daddy, and Annie lately. I miss them so much sometimes that I think about getting in the car and driving home. But, I know that what I miss isn’t just them but a certain time with them. I want a time machine more than anything, to go back…

It’s starting to get cooler during the day, and for all the misery that we have to endure in the summer, there is nothing more beautiful than Texas in September and October. Since I was starting to get a little stir-crazy in the office, I decided today that I would take a walk down the…

Yesterday was Thursday, which means everyone heads to Stephenville after dinner to Bostocks, a bar all the college kids go to across the street from their campus. A few of the younger dairy hands have invited me to come along, but it’s an hour there and back. And while the college kids can just walk…

I was grocery shopping last weekend, and on impulse, I picked up a road atlas. It’s a huge book with road maps for every state. They’re always in the magazine racks at the front, and I’ve looked through them while waiting for the cashier. I bought one this time, and I’ve been reading through it…

One of my first memories is riding in the back seat of our family’s Oldsmobile station wagon through southern New Mexico along I-10. We were somewhere between Deming and Lordsburg, and Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton were singing about islands in a stream. Momma, Annie, and I were returning home to Sierra Vista, Arizona, after…

I grew up on a farm… maybe it was a ranch? We had cows (like a ranch), but we also grew hay (so an agricultural product, like a farm). Well, I say “farm” because “ranch” sounds way more fancy than anything that I ever knew. Still, I grew up on a farm. So, working on…

I’m in the office by myself most days. I have a lot of time to think. Everyone is nice. Mr. Olsen — the man who owns the dairy — is, I’d guess, in his sixties. He is tall with lots of grey hair and a big pot belly. He wears overalls every day with a…

It’s been almost four weeks since I moved to Brownwood, three weeks starting at the dairy. I moved into a house near the college that’s in town. The house is older — it’s one of those short, flat houses with small square windows with air conditioning units in each of them. But, it’s brick and…

I’ve gone to church the past couple of weeks that I’ve been here. Wednesday nights and Sunday mornings with one of my roommates, Amber. I don’t have anything else to do, so I go and sit quietly in the pew.  The sermon last week was on the fall of man. Adam and Eve eating from…

I started work on the first of the month at a dairy outside of town. I’m the office manager. I work in a converted old house next to the dairy sheds. When you walk into the house at the front, the dairy owners converted the living room at the front of the house into a…