When I got back to my cabin last night, Mrs. Bourland had made me some tea. She likes to fix green tea, because it’s higher in folic acid. I plopped in a few ice cubes, and drank it straight from the jar. There is a billboard sign as you’re leaving Coleman on South 206…YOU ARE LEAVING THE FRIENDLIEST TOWN IN TEXAS…Come Back Soon! I haven’t been able to find a single example to prove ’em wrong. Everybody’s been friendly…The Robins, Tex’s customers, Mrs. Bourland and her son, the gals at the Dairy Queen, the fella at the post office (even though he did tease me a bit), and Emmett “Poppa” Payne at the BBQ stand a few blocks away, the one that’s open on Sundays. I was taking a walk down a quiet street in Coleman, a car passed me, drove on for what musta been a 1/4 mile…then it turned around, the folks drove back and asked me if I needed any help. This town is friendly alright.
