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Fighting the urge to say something inappropriate (not regarding you).🤯 Glad you took care of this good doggo!

Congratulations on this milestone my friend. Here's to six years and one day for you today!

Thanks to the program of Alcoholics Anonymous, the fellowship which showed me a way out from under. and a life beyond anything I could have imagined, I have not had to take a drink for the last 23 years. You guys have been a part of my recovery as well and thank you for sharing your experience, strength, and hope.

Good doggo Roo. Say hello to Bailey, Zeke, Callie, Magic, and the rest of the Jackson gang.

Certified in 1995 at Squaw Creek in Glen Rose. Favorite dive locations were Cozumel, Ambergris Key, and Kona, Hi. The manta ray night dive with Jack's Dive Locker in Kona was my all time favorite. Gave my gear to my son in California several years ago but have been contemplating a return since retirement.

The just wait until I get over this bump in the road look. They always have the don't get mad, get even look going, don't they?

I went to the Stars in Recovery program today and heard Ray Wylie Hubbard tell his story. We shared a lot in common in terms of our drinking but also went to NTSU, majored in English, and basically had a penchant for disregarding all organized religion or any other authority. True story-once every three months or so he used to play at a club on Berry Street here in FW called the HOP back in the 70's and 80's. The HOP was directly across the street from my favorite dive bar, the Hi-Hat. The best thing about the two clubs is that there was a laundromat located next door and you could multi-task by washing/drying your clothes while getting your drink on. Just another example of the kind of insane behavior yours truly used to convince himself he could be functional as well as anyone even when under the heavy influence of liquor. I never went into the HOP because it did not have a pinball machine (I could still use a 12 step program for that addiction) while the Hi-Hat did and I owned the highest score ever put on that table (humblebrag), but I could hear the music when doing laundry. Years later in sobriety, I became good friends with the ex-wife of the owner of the HOP who is now in recovery. God works in mysterious ways His wonders to perform.

I try not to look back at what our home in Berkeley is worth now (which means I know but am kicking myself for selling) compared to what it sold for in 2011 because it's unbelievable what the market in FW is doing at this time. The continued development outside of downtown in nearly every direction isn't keeping up with the demand and the seller is doing quite well these days compared to just a year ago.

While attending NTSU in the 70's, it was a regular stop on University Drive. The root beer was excellent.

I kinda like the core work being done by both.🙂

We waited three months and grieved the loss of our beloved Zeke before the wife found our two new rescue mini poodles we now own. Two hours after we brought them home, I got the news my son had died and was I ever glad we had them to bring a smile and remind us how much we have to be thankful for. I know that each of the canine kids we have had throughout our 36 years together brought new joy while never replacing their predecessors but rather meeting a need we have to care for another animal. Good vibes coming your way as you make the decision that is right for you.

The Ordinary is a place close to my heart as my nephew's company did the remodel on that building. Gotta get over to Charleston again this summer and take him and family out for a meal. https://renewurban.net/Projects/the-ordinary/ https://renewurban.net/Projects/the-ordinary/

Maybe the banks and mega churches could be combined and solve this problem, since both are in the money business.

I prefer Papists vs Rapists, even though Gonzaga is a Jesuit institution.

My Bruin daughter in law endorses this sentiment. Such an amazing effort by UCLA but a once in a lifetime shot by Gonzaga wins it.

Sad that Rambo has left this mortal coil. Thanks for sharing this link-I am going to be spending the rest of Easter Sunday reading everything written by this guy as it is GOLD!!

Silly English kinnnnnnnnnnigits!! I thought the same thing.

Hell YEAH!! Only place I have ever found that serves a chocolate pie like my mom used to make-with warm chocolate filling. Cash only but another of the one and only one type places that make Cowtown special.

Based on your review, we went to see The Courier with Benedict Cumberbatch instead of Nobody. I would highly recommend this based on a true story flick about the Cuban missile crisis. Having done the Duck & Cover drills in the fifth grade and never fully knowing at that time what the purpose was, this backstory hits close to home and is well done.

Great job coloring the hat!

If it was about the food, you could go to Esperanza's on Park Place since they serve the exact same meals as Joe T's. It's all about the atmosphere-go there once and then go to Los Vaqueros for the food from then on.

Agreed. Northside location>TCU since they moved off of Berry street and parking sucks at the University location. Charley's Old Fashioned Hamburgers on Granbury Road is the best burger in town.

Woke up this morning in Dana Point, California. I have been here with my wife and daughter in law preparing to do a memorial service for my son who died in January. It has been a bittersweet visit to such a beautiful place, but thankfully, the zoom meetings in Ft Worth have been a lifeline to my answer as well as the many phone calls to those who truly care about me. I am grateful that I am sober today and will have the opportunity to speak to a large gathering of my friends about my son. I went to a surf shop yesterday to rent a wetsuit for the paddle out and scattering of his ashes. Three young locals working in the store were most helpful and when I told them why I needed the suit, they all embraced this Texas stranger and wished me comfort. I went to pay for the suit, and the kid behind the counter said no charge sir-go in peace. Such an unconditional random act of kindness was so touching to me that when I left the shop, I sat on a bench and cried while thanking God for my life today and my son's life without pain and suffering today. I'm constantly reminded by this program that we know only a little and that God will constantly reveal Himself-yesterday was just another example of that for which I will have a memory to treasure and share with the new guy who walks into the room for the first time without any idea of how to live life without alcohol. It's a beautiful day in California today thanks to the new pair of glasses I was given by the program of Alcoholics Anonymous.

What a tribute pic for your Captain! Good boy.