Is the City of Pharr really going to get into the ambulance business, and in what way? We’ll find out this Friday when the bankruptcy judge overseeing Hidalgo County EMS’s demise is expected to sign a final order awarding Pharr the bid.
One of my favorite sporting events is almost here – the annual Masters Tournament. Thanks to COVID, last year was a bust. Instead of April, the tourney was finally played in November sans spectators. Good news was, one of my favorite golfers, Dustin Johnson, won. Always liked that guy. This year, it’s back to its usual April time slot when Bobby Jones’ Augusta National grounds are at their most beautiful.
At my age, do I really hope there is a Heaven devoid of tears, pain, and suffering? Damn right. Just don’t ask me if I think I’ll make it there. Let’s just say my life story is checkered over the years.
I probably just should have left well enough alone, but I’ve never been that bright. Case in point -- this Tuesday morning, deadline day, I’m sitting in front of the keyboard, my head flopped forward in a show of despair, thinking, “I can’t believe this is another deadline day. Again.”
I’ll admit it. I’ve been off my game this week. It’s 12:40 on a deadline day, and I haven’t written #@$# for this week’s Advance.
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