Threads of Life

There are four large pecan trees in my yard. Seems as if every time I look out the back door I see a new patch of web worms in one of the pecan trees. I have not seen them on any of the other trees in my yard. Just in the pecan trees.

In writing my column this week, a picture on display near the street at the Sonic drive-in kept popping into my mind. Every time I go by there I want to stop in and get a hot dog. Hot dogs have been around a long time. They come in many different ways. There are hot dogs with just mustard.

Back in the ‘60s there were occasionally stories about the sighting of flying saucers. I saw one myself and as a photographer at the time was called to view an area that could only have been an area where a large round area object had landed.

So much of my column is of things that have happened in my past and today I got to thinking that I some of the things I write about is unreal to a lot of you because you did not live in the ‘30s, ‘40s, ‘50s, etc. as I did and you would not have a clue as to what I am writing about.

How long has it been since you heard someone mention flying saucers? It was quite a topic a few years ago. I was a wedding photographer in the 1960s.