To the Editor: Drill Baby Drill is nothing but a campaign slogan. The Drill Baby Drill party has been going on for the last four years.

To the Editor: Kudos to our fair city for changing the color of our street signs from green and white to purple and white. Bill Rogers La Grange .

A few weeks ago we reported that the city of La Grange has hired a firm and was conducting focus groups to help in branding the city for tourism purposes. The last time the city did this a decade ago, there were disastrous consequences when an out of town firm charged $24,000 and then suggested a marketing plan based on calling this area “The Bohemian Hills of Texas.”

And the Holy Door of St. Peter’s Basilica has been opened, kicking off the “Jubilee Year of Hope,” opening wide the doors to Christ! No, this is not a perverse, Hollywood movie called Conclave, it is a beautiful tradition for Christians to encounter the living God in a powerful way.

C The Texas Senate’s chief budget writer said state agencies and higher education institutions have requested nearly $25 billion in funding as the legislative session gets underway. State Sen.

T EXAS History Was Eunice Gray, who burned to death in a Jan. 26, 1962 fire that destroyed the Fort Worth hotel she had run for the past four decades, in reality the woman of western mystery known as Etta Place? Yes, she could have been the widow of Harry Longabaugh, the Old West outlaw known as “The Sundance Kid.” For the better part of a century, Gray has been considered the leading candidate, but other promising contenders, each with her own devoted sponsor, continue to nip at her heels.

The air temperature on the banks of the Frio River read 39 degrees at 8 a.m. on January 1.

This is the first monthly column from the League of Women Voters of South Central Texas (lwvsouthcentraltx. org), a non-profit, nonpartisan organization focused on promoting voting and civic participation, educating the public about the key issues and candidates’ positions in elections, and securing our democracy for our posterity.

Hands told me a lot about my parents, especially during my growing up years. Their hands defined them, indicating their strengths, their personalities, their desires, and often their fears.

Not a big deal! Maybe an ORDEAL! A while back I wrote a story about deer hunting with my wife in my outhouse deer stand. That was in the early 1970s and since then that deer stand has been moved to my own deer pasture, located only about 300 yards downhill from my barn yard.