Misplaced
Texan by Kathy Vilseck 05-07-04 |
I was born and raised in the Lower Rio Grande Valley. My husband jokes that if Dad had made a wrong turn on the way to the hospital, I would’ve been born in Mexico. For those who don’t know, the Lower Rio Grande Valley consists of the 4 southernmost counties in Texas. They are cut off from the rest of Texas mostly by the King Ranch. When I was young, we got plenty of rain and were actually a semi-tropical paradise, full of citrus trees and palm trees. Now, after 20 years of drought, the rains are coming back and so is the lush green growth. I love Texas. To me, normal is hot and humid and windy. I graduated college in South Texas. A very proud college when I was there. We had NAIA championship football teams 5 years in the 1970’s. Unlike NCAA at the time, you had to win playoffs to be a champion in the NAIA. We even initiated the University of Hawaii’s new stadium by beating them severely by a margin of about 35 points two years in a row. They cancelled the last year or two of the contract because they got tired of being beaten so badly by a little NAIA team. When I go to visit in Texas, all I have to do is cross the river and I am home. Anywhere in Texas. My husband’s best friend lives in Port Acres, Texas (near Beaumont). My best friend lives in San Antonio. She is a naturalized Texan. She was raised in Maryland but saw the error of her ways and married a Texan and moved home. I
love where I live (6 acres, 20 miles from any incorporated town) with my
husband and son but Texas will always be home. |