(more) Children of My Youth

“…your wife will be like a fruitful vine within your house; your children will be like olive shoots around your table. Behold, thus shall the man be blessed who fears the Lord!”

Tuesday morning, ETMC Henderson

“Is it a baby cow?” asked my two-year-old son Liam in a curious and fearful whisper, as we stood in the darkened office of the ultrasound technician, gazing up at the large monitor screen showing the shadowy silver and black undulating glimpses of the burgeoning life within my beloved’s womb.

The technician laughed politely, then showed us a rather obvious indication that our next child would be a son.

A son…  another son. To “quote” Eleanor of Acquitaine, I have too many sons. In the same way that I have too many gold bars lying around, or too much oceanfront property in Northern California.

In other words, can one have too many sons? I am wealthy in sons, a blessed man indeed to have been entrusted with such treasure.

Lord willing, my wife and I will welcome Roland Cecil Alexander into the world sometime in the late Winter. We shall call him “Xander” for short but his full name is a tribute to family and friends of ours that’ve passed on, as well a subtle tribute to one of my favorite poems.
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A Band of Gypsies

Overton natives Amie and Jolie Sikes are showcasing their homespun sense of style nationwide from deep in the heart of Texas. Like a wild Texas wind, the two sisters have been taken for a ride that has landed them with a television show on HGTV and a devoted fan base.

The duo are known together as the “Junk Gypsies” and they have quickly gained a loyal following among the social media savvy for their rebellious spirit and outside-the-box design philosophy — finding “junk” and using it to add flavor to homes. But don’t call them “antiquers” or “rummage pickers.” With a celebrity clientele spanning from Nashville to Hollywood, HGTV prefers to call them “treasure hunters who find beauty and value in items that would otherwise end up in the trash.”

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