Physically, I was the scrawny, bummy outsider on the block, but inside, I had the same defiance embodied by the dudes who hustled crack or coke whether they sweltered under the sun in long-sleeves or they hid their wares in baggy shorts. I would survive, no matter what the world tried to do to destroy me. Period.
If you have the time and you’re in Austin, take the kids to the LBJ Library and Museum for Presidents’ Day. They recently redid it, and as a presidential library nerd I can promise you that this one is spectacular. Dave Shaw and his team did a great job.