I have been to the Alamo, seen a longhorn steer, and drunk Shiner Bock. I ate Bar-B-Que, crossed the Trinity, Guadalupe, Colorado and Medina rivers, and took the requisite fotos of bluebonnets:
Cowtown Pattie is, as she might say herself, a hoot. She and her family took the best care of me, and I am forever grateful. I have stories and more fotos, y'all, but right now I want to hang out with the kidlet, who I missed one heck of a lot more than he appears to have missed me (which is as it should be).