I don’t know many of you personally (I’m stuck inside the newsroom too often!). And I doubt many of you would recognize me if I passed you on the sidewalk in Quitaque, or along the trail at the state park, or at your Junior Livestock Show, or at the Malt Shop or the Coffee Mill or the Matador Old Jail, or at Bob Wills Day, which are all favorites of mine.
But I know your names and faces— because I’…