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Today is the day to step out on your back porch.  I didn't say Stay on your back porch, just step outside.  It is hot - oppressive hot.  No wind, No breeze, No movement.  Only the sound of Oscar barking at me to throw his ball.  This is THE day to step out on the back porch and record your heat memory of this summer.  Then, next winter, when you have one of those north winds blowing you off the porch, maybe you can play back this memory and remember why summer can be so tough in Texas ... and why you love spring and fall.
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In spite of what I scribed about no movement outside, today the hummingbirds are battling for dominance over our feeders.   We tried and could not count how many are here.  Those critters are so fast, it is difficult to determine which ones have been counted.   My favorite are the ruby throated ones.  That is such a pretty red.
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Today should go down in history.  A plaque should be inscribed and mounted somewhere of importance. After lunch we laid down for a nap.  I was so sleepy I couldn't hold my head up to play Candy Crush.  All of the dogs were in the house, sleeping.   Why a plack/plaque?   My wife and I both woke up completely on our own.  Not one dog started barking the entire sleep time - AND - more remarkable per chance - the phone did not ring at all.  Do you know how remarkable that is?
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I can remember Sunday afternoons after we first married and I got my first real job.  We moved into a small house in Sudan.   After ...    
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It is now 4:37 pm.  Our phone just rang: it is uh 1-800 number from "Unknown Caller" ....  our very first 1-800 call of the day ....  (don't you just love caller ID?)   Another plaque to hang please.  
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.... After lunch we might plop down on the couch or the bed or an easy chair.   More than once I was shaken awake by the sound of a car door slamming outside.  Usually it was my parents who drove up from Levelland for their Sunday afternoon out.   Now that I look back -- not then through sleep filled eyes -- that was sorta nice.   My father, being cheap and things were different back then, would NEVER had thought to call us to see if we were going to be home.  They never seemed to stay for supper - just stop in and visit.   Of course, of course, of course, this happened more frequently after Christine, their first born grandchild, entered into our world.   New parents can remember when getting a few short extra winks of sleep were glorious.
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Our first house was in Lubbock - I'll talk about that later.  We had money of our own.  It was the first time we had money.  Naturally I lusted for a better car.  I had fallen madly in love with the big Pontiac.  We drove to Lubbock a few times and looked around - I can remember looking at a big Olds.  It was okay; but I was not in love.
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One of those Sunday afternoons  - nap time - car door slam - etc.   We went out to meet and greet under the big tree in the front yard.   My father was driving a light blue 1963 Pontiac Star Chief.  It was just beautiful to me.  It seems he borrowed it from a Levelland car dealer and drove it up for us to see.  I cannot remember what we paid or how we paid  or when we paid.  All I know is that we had that beautiful blue Pontiac Star Chief and became a two car family.   
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As much as I might have fussed in my earlier life about the things my father did, this was one of his shinest hours.   In the future, I see a blog describing all the cars I have owned.  I'm sure that is one you'll long to read.
enough for now.
If I remember, next:  I will describe all the places I have lived.  That should keep your interest peeked....or is that peaked?
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A.  ( Let's go see if a fresh glass of iced tea will make the day better.)
B.  ( My wife tells me that my previous post was wrong.  She says we sat in the front seat next to Mrs. Allison our driver.)
C.  ( It is 5 o'clock.  Time to feed the dogs.  They are such good critters.)