As my daughter who lives on Cape Cod says, “at least I live in a nice vacation spot.” Having spent the last week on this beautiful outer bank of Massachusetts, I have to agree. Cape Cod is alive with a lush cover of greenery and flora. New England didn’t suffer the draught that robbed South Texans of springtime Indian paintbrushes, bluebonnets, buttercups and even the wonderful white thistle blooms.
The scenery is strikingly beautiful on Cape Cod this spring. No wonder my daughter Rebekah is happy there.
I have resigned myself to the notion that she will not return to Texas soon and our time together will be in one-week spurts. Many other parents are in the same boat. Yet, for me, Refugio County will always be home.
As one honor graduate from Austwell-Tivoli once relayed, “my mother spent 20 years trying to get out of Tivoli and the next 20 trying to get back,” —out of the mouth of babes.
This weekend, ex-student Vince Cantu was in town, speaking at the Memorial Day celebration on the Woodsboro Square. Vince still has family here. His brother Fanny, or Fernando for those who don’t remember the boys of the 1960s who started the locally legendary Rockin’ Dominoes band.
Vince’s and Fanny’s dad, “Charro” Cantu bought all the instruments to give the boys a start. Vince says, “Of course, we paid him back.”
How well I remember my dad going to the bank with me and my siblings to finance our first cars. The investment in our children is an age-old tale.
Fanny, who drives big rigs cross country is a technical wiz with his Blackberry, emailing pictures to his 1964 classmates of snowstorms in Minnesota and sunsets in Wyoming, never out of touch. His RHS class meets regularly at the Heard cabin off Kelley Road for reunions.
Like those who came before them, no matter how far they roam, this year’s graduates will always consider this little niche on the Gulf Coast Plain their home.
This week, parents across the county will open a new chapter in their lives. Smiles through tears will be shed on graduation night as school days end for another generation. We tip our hats to their accomplishments and say a prayer for their futures.
If Charro Cantu or Kenneth Herring are looking down from their heavenly perches, I suspect they are smiling down on them, too.