About the beginning of December every year, I fondly begin recalling Christmases past, and some of those recollections are joyful to recall, and others, such as Mom’s frantic rush to get everything done, leading to tension and worry galore, were and are still somewhat sad.

T EXAS History At high noon on Dec. 23, 1927, a man wearing a Santa Claus suit walked into the First National Bank of Cisco.

You’ve invited some friends to visit Round Top over the holidays. They haven’t been here in a while. Ten or twenty years, maybe. Well before anyone thought of the word “Roundtopolis.” (How about that word? We’ve always needed a name, I think, for the area that spreads out around the town. This word does so many things—evokes Superman, drips with irony, fits nicely into hype of all kinds).

Dec. 12-22, 1972 When the September grand jury for the 155th District Court of Fayette County reconvened on Tuesday, it returned 12 more felony indictments.

I am embarrassed and ashamed for the actions of my county commissioner, Mr. Berckenhoff, as reported in The Fayette County Record last week. While Mr. Brossmann’s position seemed to be similar, I’m focusing on Mr. Berckenhoff as I am a constituent of Precinct 3.

A group of women friends have decided to meet at my house for our Christmas meal, and this will be a mixed bag of food and folks. Most of these ladies are single, either from deaths, divorces or good sense, and very few of them are into cooking.

I’ve been wanting to plant a winter cover crop in my pasture for a couple of reasons. First, started feeding hay to my cows in July after the drought scorched my pasture.

Retiring state Sen. Jane Nelson, R-Flower Mound, has been named the next secretary of state by Gov.

I turned 45 years old this week. I did an online search on what you’re supposed to do when you turn 45.

Overcoming the natural fear of making himself a laughingstock, a Panhandle rancher went public on Dec. 18, 1919 with his embarrassing tale of woe.