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by Dave Friant Europe had always been on the list of possible “let’s give it a go” journeys. Experiencing different cultures and customs while eyeballing some noteworthy historical treasures did generate some interest. There was furthermore a curious enthusiasm about enjoying foreign delicacies served by waitstaff with delightful accents. Our offspring were anxious for us to tap into an overseas adventure. Our years on earth at the time (72 and 70) seemed to be spot-on for

by Tina H. Unwritten rules are everywhere: don’t wear white to a wedding, let people exit the elevator before you enter, and if someone pays for dinner, get the next one. My rule? "Vacation calories don’t count." No food is off-limits, and it’s guilt-free. Don’t ask me how; science and logic don’t apply in my article. The moment you close your packed suitcase, the universe shifts, and a nutritional loophole appears, lasting only until you’re home. With this loophole, I start

By Grace Glasscock The rumors are true; there is never a lack of food on a Celebration trip. Whether it is snack bags for your plane ride, hourly runs up and down the aisle of a bus with various treats, or a hearty meal in a new city, you will be begging us to stop feeding you by the time we get back to The SPOT. ​Before each trip, we warn our new travelers to prepare their stomachs for the endless amount of snacks they will be given. Without fail, we always receive innocent,

by Lillie Miller If you’ve taken a spring drive down a Texas highway, you’ve seen the long stretches of bluebonnets, Indian paintbrush, and bright yellow coreopsis lining the roadsides. It feels like it has always been that way. But the reason Texas highways bloom each spring can be traced, in large part, to First Lady, Lady Bird Johnson. In 1965, Lady Bird Johnson championed the Highway Beautification Act, advocating for the preservation of scenic landscapes along America’s

by Katie Butler Johnson Once we became empty nesters, my husband and I traveled the world. Since we had no digital camera then, we’d take dozens of rolls of film with us on trips hoping to cull some pictures good enough for a travel album. After we shot a roll and had it developed, we’d sit and squabble over which photos were album worthy. We made those albums for our tomorrows. Now that my husband has passed, those tomorrows are my todays and each album is like a gift from