We'd adjusted the aluminum foil on the antennae to reduce the static. We peered through the den's darkness. The television glowed, reflecting off our faces. My older brother and I sat on the sofa, unable to look away.
December of 1991 was the first time I drove east on I-20 into Columbia County, and in January of 1992 I moved here. That was 21 years ago. To Martinez and Evans, I say thank you. Thank you for 21 great years.