The following day the skies in Belton had cleared up. My aim was to make it to Texarkana on the Texas / Arkansas border by the end of the day, so I set out north towards Dallas. 737 more words
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. . .in August in Mississippi there’s a few days somewhere about the middle of the month when suddenly there’s a foretaste of fall, it’s cool, there’s a lambence, a soft, a luminous quality to the light, as though it came not from just today but from back in the old classic times.
NEW ORLEANS – He’s the man born to give hope.
It’s his name, after all.
He’s Bob Hope.