Discovering the world of books was a far greater gift than little army men or toys that required batteries to power a child’s imagination.
Tucked away off Taylor Street in Sherman is a hidden house of horror. Next door to a snow cone stand, and within sight of Fairview Park, the old Anderson Slaughterhouse has been gutted and transformed into its own spookier, creepier twin.
“What you’re looking for is a partnership when you train them,” he said. “The horse responds to what you ask freely and without resentment, willingly. When you break horses, you’re breaking their will. They do the job but they don’t do it willingly. He [the horse] needs to be part of it. You need to be able to express what you want in a way the horse understands.”
Folks like the Horns (Jeannie and Arthur) and the other volunteers are God-sent to touch people’s lives and give them a hand up. It is so easy to let this part of our community stay invisible, tucked away on the back streets and alleys. Imagine the courage it takes to be in that room on one of those nights, and admit to all that you are a flawed human being and that you are asking both God and neighbor for help.
ove, love, love your magazine. It’s a lot cheaper than smoking and without the mess, no odor and best of all it comes to you. No jumping in the car trying to find a place open at night.
We were so excited to learn that we will again receive your wonderful magazine. Texas Monthly does not even compare!
The vintage postcard on the cover of the August issue has a reference to your magazine (“Home of Texoma Living! Monthly”) so did you modify an actual postcard from the fifties? What is the origin of the artwork?
By most accounts the business of photographing kids on ponies began not long after the camera was invented. There are tintypes in museums with faded images of boys and girls astride, usually Shetland horses.
For my money, Cackle & Oink on Texoma Parkway in Sherman is the best sit-down BBQ place in the area. My opinion is that for BBQ at its best you can’t beat a top notch stand, joint, or shack. But when it comes to a comfortable place to sit and enjoy a plate of ribs or pulled pork, Cackle & Oink is the place.
Question: What’s the difference between a “bowl” of soup and a “cup” of soup? Answer: About two dollars. Twenty-plus years ago I was joking with a waitress and asked that question. The older woman with dozens of years waiting tables and dealing with table clowns like me left the table and returned with two empty bowls: A typical soup cup, and a standard low profile soup bowl.