Diary of a Displaced Sort-of Texan
Tornadoes touched down yesterday in Arlington and Forney, best known as my birthplace and high school alma mater, respectively. Now that we know everyone is safe–despite extensive property damage–I will engage in one of my favorite activities: inserting myself into a news story that really has very little to do with me but makes me feel connected in some way to the people impacted. We distanced Jackrabbits are thinking of y’all during this time when, despite a miraculous absence of loss of life, so many are finding the need to rebuild their homes and lives.
Here’s a photo of the menacing Texas sky following a storm warning a few years ago, right before we headed inside:
And although I was too lazy to scan any photographic proof that I’ve been to Forney, here’s Heather showing Grandma the awards they gave her for managing to graduate from school there, apparently at Christmas time based on the mantle figurines:
And–from the same party–some of the cutest cousins you’ve ever seen, who have grown so much since then (and who I can’t wait to see in just a month!):
And Sabs in the back yard with our neighbor:
And some landscape photos I took near the Brandon Lane house on a break from college. This would be the point where I was still entertaining hopes of becoming a famous wildlife photographer, setting a trend way before everyone and their mom decided to go into professional photography:
And, finally, even though I care little about basketball, here’s an insertion into some other highly-relevant Texan news. This comes in the form of Manderz, Lysee and I sitting in Judge Baylor’s lap. I’m pretty sure it could illegal, but if that’s the case you didn’t see a photo of it here. Okay fine, and also a photo in what Nyanya refers to as my “Baylor Shoes” AND a final one with my favorite BU prof of all time. Sic ‘em.