After a divorce, a change of scenery was needed. A job opportunity in Texas provided the chance. So, with a folding lounge chair, my clothes, and a few pots and pans, I loaded my little Toyota car and headed to Houston, Texas. I knew 3 people that I would be working with there. It was tough in the beginning but I found an apartment and moved in with my meager belongings. The job fell apart and a new one was found. I worked in Houston for 15 years and then was transferred to San Antonio.
After spending 3 years in San Antonio, I retired and moved back to my home state of Georgia, where I was born and raised and where all of my relatives were.
So concludes my big Texas adventure.