written by Texas Kenpo
original source of the story was Submitted by the author
I walked into a restaurant named Texas, I smiled, still weary from driving 18 hours. I came to Chicago to see family its my last summer before life begins.
Its the summer before brfore my Sr. Year of High School. That valuable time your still free to live life before life gets in the way, before work and bills require all your attention.
I’m from Eustace a small town in East TX, its a quiet town between Dallas and Tyler.
Most of my relatives lived in the suburbs of Chicago. I haven’t seen family up there in years being a thousand miles away makes it hard to visit. I could have tried harder over the years but we all get wrapped up in our own life. Out of site out of mind I guess. Continue reading “A summer in Chicago“