The Goodrums

Texas is a unique place. Texans are unique people. And for some reason a lot of people from other states don't seem to like us as much. Part of this is probably due to the pride that we have in our state. I mean, Texas is just, it's just Texas, and anyone from there can tell you that it's just unlike other states. I can't really explain what makes Texas such a great place, and I don't know if other Texans can either, but we all know that there's something special about it. Anyway, a blog post from one of my four awesome little sisters reminded me of an epiphany I had as we drove past a Saltgrass one day on the way to the airport here in Denver.

Jennifer and I were driving and I saw the Saltgrass with a Texas flag on the side and I thought, "I love Texas." As I started thinking about it, and about how I in a way missed Texas (not to say that Colorado is not awesome) I had a realization. I realized that I was Texan (yes, that sounds obvious and perhaps stupid). I knew this because I thought to myself, and then told Jennifer, "You know, I can tell I'm a Texan. Do you know how I know? I thought that if someone came to attack the United States I would not be happy about it but I would not be all up in arms to fight them right away. But if someone attacked Texas, well, that's a different story." Now, this is not so much an unAmerican statement as it is a Texan statement. Some other good Texan statements I've seen or heard.

On a billboard in the middle of nowhere Texas:
"Never ask a man where he's from. If he's from Texas he'll tell ya, if not, save him the embarassment."

A family from Houston area we shared a raft with in Kananaskis valley, Alberta, Canada:
"Yeah, when people say, 'Oh, you're from the states,' we say, 'No, we're from Texas.'"

The signs marking cattle guards in Alberta, Canada: