I am constantly surrounded by objects that bring memories of my early life as I go about my daily routine. Pictures, deer antlers, jars of marbles and all things relating to fishing. A mounted bass along with lures, lures and more lures. They all bring me pleasure as I visualize those days associated with each one. While they all hold a special place, they often pale in comparison to the memories of friendships I enjoyed over the decades of my life in Bandera. I have often written about the childhood friends I had while attending St. Joseph’s Catholic School. James Jacoby, Charlie Fellows, Brandy ...