Honestly, I don't miss it much. Especially, the prickly pare and other deadly things. Although, many who live there only stay in the more prosperous places like Dallas and Houston. A few still live the life of the dry heat and working in the oilfield.
Yet, can't say they are fond memories. There were times my grand-dad would get a hankering for making a kite. That meant I'd have to chase it down. Oh, the thorns I would get into. Lucky, I didn't fall on a rattlesnake. I might as well have been living on Mars.
Recently I had prickly pare iced tea. Doubt they know what a prickly pare looks like and the drink strictly being imitation. Still, it was mighty refreshing in this hot heat we are having here in the mid-west.
*Sorry, just can't think to write fiction these days.
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