It had to happen

By LEON YOUNGBLOOD

Twenty-odd years ago, a niece was offered a job in Fort Worth, a rustic little city down in Texas that had not quite caught up with the times. She had an aunt and uncle (my wife and me) who lived in Fort Worth; the logical thing was for her and the fellow she would eventually marry to visit, and check things out. Her aunt worked for the City of Fort Worth and knew the D/FW metroplex up and down, inside and out, had friends and associates in high places, and was qualified in every way to give her the pros and cons of moving down south from Minnesota. Her uncle knew things about stuff, and while he was more an ass than an asset, he was included on the arranged tour because, after all, he was a relative, Continue reading “It had to happen”