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 I love to travel to see new places and revisit beautiful sites. Every visit with my children is special and I enjoy the grandchildren immensely. As much as I enjoy going, I'm lucky enough to enjoy returning. There's no place like home. When I pass the Newton County sign, life feels different.  It doesn't matter if I take Hwy 65 or Arkansas 7 those roads that branch off could tell stories if they could talk. Every mile a memory of some sort. Then when I walk in the door, I'm covered in slobbery dog kisses. With all the tail wagging, it's amazing no one has become air born.  The horses acknowledge my return and hope for an extra feeding. Not to be outdone, the roosters will let out a crow or two. Sometimes I sink into my recliner and other times I make my way to the front porch to look out at the sky and smell the air. Regardless where I sit, I thank God for allowing me to return.