It’s 5:30 p.m. on a Friday night. I’m sitting in my truck in the high school parking lot, watching the Pride of the Valley, the Clear Fork High School Marching Band practice for its performance for tonight’s football game.
Did you ever watch Mary Poppins and remember Bert singing, Winds in the east, mist coming in. Like somethin’ is brewin’ and bout to begin. Can’t put me finger on what lies in store, But I fear what’s to happen all happened before.