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In this image from our last week in Texas, I had to break the news to Zayne that we were moving, but not to the Rockies as I had promised him our next move would be. As I had feared, things got ugly and he came at me swinging.
After a little baby cussing, a few animal crackers and a bottle, he eventually calmed down and I promised him that this move was for the best and that I wasn't moving him to the East coast permanently. I assured him that I yearned for the mountains just as much as he did and that after a few years of seminary we would do our best to find a nice little church up in the Rockies who needed a couple of fiery Southern boys like us and maybe even find time to catch a trout or two.
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