Me and Linda and her sister and husband went to Borger tonight after I finished hanging a back door at a house we bought.
2 maybe 3 masks in the whole restaurant. Everybody speaks, lots a hats and boots of course. Its cold up here, but dam the people are friendly and "American" if you know what I mean.
I didn't think much of Texas until 1990.
The only Texans I knew were those at the airports in Dallas and Houston, and I found out later that they were mostly transplanted yankees.
But in 1990 when we had to go to Abilene to adopt our daughter, we flew into Dallas, rented a car, and when we got away from the airport we started running into those "Americans" and found some of the friendliest people on the planet, and saw a lot of boots and hats.
In Abilene, we had the best steaks we had ever eaten, and haven't had any that good since.
My wife had Filet Mignon and I had a Porterhouse and they were huge. (everything bigger in Texas) See next post.