One of my favorite "sights" has always been Big Tex. Wearing a 75-gallon hat and 50-pound belt buckle, Big Tex was easy to spot and served as a popular meeting place for people coming to the fair.
I was excited about getting a picture of him again, soaring high in the sky. But, alas, Big Tex had gone up in flames just that morning, after an electrical malfuntion. I was saddened, like so many other fair goers. He was celebrating his 60th birthday. Officials say he'll return better than ever next year.
Sometimes it isn't what you do but who you do it with that makes it so special, and, for me, this was that kind of weekend.
Despite me nearly "killing her" with my driving, and despite her iPhone diving into my open cup of coffee, and despite an unexpected wardrobe change in the parking garage of the Sheraton Dallas Hotel, being with my daughter made everything good. Here are a few pictures from our day.
"A daughter is the happy memories of the past,
the joyful moments of the present,
and the hope and promise of the future."
- Author Unknown