I wasn’t looking for it, but it was right where I never left it.
I thought I knew what to expect in Texas.
I was returning to the land of my birth to be “Uncle Dan” – surrounded by six nieces and nephews. It would be quite a culture shock for me as I am used to a slightly more collegiate lifestyle. For instance, when I hear the word “shot” I don’t immediately think one of the kids was visiting a doctor. It had been months since I’d seen San Antonio and I didn’t realize that something was waiting for me besides my family and friends…