Where else? This is home. It is where we all seem to think of as home anyway. Those of us over age fifty for the most part. The younger generation is moving on and forgetting our roots. But that is just the way of life I know. Anyway, it was a fun reunion despite a small attendance.
Morse is a tiny little town in the middle of farming and ranching land in the northern part of the Texas Panhandle. And I just love it up there. So many times I wish I could move there but we are not farmers or ranchers. We would be lost! Oh, I would love to have a section of land up there but it would just be CRP land – untouched.
It was wonderful. I hope it will be as good next year. My sisters and I are heading up the reunion next year! See you then.
Thanks for visiting!