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Texans love their football. In fact, some here consider it a religion of sorts. The book “Friday Night Lights” was based on the passion for football in Odessa, Texas. My late husband Ted has a cousin, and her family who live there and I have verified that the only way residents can buy season passes is for someone holding one or more to die and not will the right to purchase their tickets to their children or grandchildren. Business owners, schools, churches and civic organizations pull down the shades and turn out the lights any time there is a football game.

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I have believed for years that when we stop learning, we stop living, in the truest sense of the word. I honestly try to learn something new, if not every day, at least several times a week. Some of the new things I have learned, I really did not have a desire to add them to my store of knowledge, but apparently God thought I should know them.

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Visiting a friend’s home the other day, I witnessed something that I’m not sure I will ever forget. The family had a new, furry puppy, and who doesn’t love seeing a little fellow run and play, attempt to chase his own tail, pounce on a small rubber ball, and try to mimic the big dogs in the house? This pup’s little legs were very short and he was plump, but boy, did he get around on the hardwood floors.

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I have long believed that our attitude greatly determines our level of gratitude. If we spend our time thinking about how many good things we have in our lives, we have little time to dwell on the bad or wrong things. And I suppose this is a well-traveled two-way street. If our attitudes stink, then our levels of gratitude will be low or non-existent.

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In all these long years of writing, I have tried to be honest with those that follow my columns and news coverage in various media. I have taken the advice of a faithful teacher who first pointed me to this adventure of putting my words on paper. “Write what you know best,” said Erma Nowell in the classrooms of the old Clarkston High School in DeKalb County, Georgia.

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