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Driving and Biking in the Big City

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I’m reposting, this time with the original Polaroid as it resides in my wallet with the rest of my mojo.

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As a romantic and imaginative child who later became a journalist and a story teller, I must admit to hyperbole. I have many stories in my repertoire that have been repeated often enough to gauge audience reaction. I’ve learned to draw out the interesting parts with clearer and more vivid descriptions or pause at the right spot for surprise or anxiety. In other words, I’ve punched up the punch lines.

This is not true of the story of Jesus’s appearance on the screen door of the house behind the Western Auto in my hometown of Port Neches in 1969 – even though that story sounds far more unbelievable than most of my old police reporter experiences. Like the times I was shot at, stumbled on dead bodies or got to the house of a murderer before the cops. Not to mention the Texas state representative who had his cousin shoot…

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January 16, 2013 at 7:06 pm

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