Just like we can’t drive by a field full of cows without “mooing” we can’t walk past a body of water and not want to make a splash. There’s something satisfying about the kerplunk and residual ripples. We appreciate the artistic beauty and the symmetry of the wake left behind. W...
In the event you are forced to drive up Airline Drive towards Cypress Lake, as you gaze at all the neighborhoods and apartments, it is commanded that you bring up the obligatory statement, "I remember when all of this was just cotton fields." Thou Shall Remember The Tigers Gregory Shamus ...