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PRIDE… in Life of a Badger

  • Aug. 3, 2025, 3:52 a.m.
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Before I talk about Pride….I really dislike it that all my entries for the first 3 weeks have to be private.  I’m not sure why but its not anything I can change.

ok   About Pride.


Im not talking about Gay Pride or whatever pride, Im talking about Pride.  Pride in your childhood….Pride in your past…Pride in your hometown and where you came from. 


I am from a small town outside Abilene TX.  Population around 2600 now I believe.  You would be hard-pressed to find someone from this small town from the year 2000 and older that it not proud to be from here.  I can still go back to the high school football games and see people I grew up with every Friday night.  And we were not good at football but its pride.  I do not remember ever hearing from anyone I was friends with that there wasn’t something to do…we found something to do.  Now most of what we found to do was illegal but it wasn’t harmful to others illegal..it was like drinking in a hay field til the sun came up and sneaking back inside the window we crawled out of…or riding pumpjacks which is very unsafe and illegal but we did it.  We just had genuine fun.  We would make the drag downtown and park at the grainery and bullshit.  

We had make out places outside of town with cool names like The Moon or Gods Creation….I personally got pregnant at the age of 16 in the back of Js mustang at a place called Shady Creek.  No regrets.  Strawberry wine and Mickeys Malt Liquor and MD20/20.  We would sneak out at 11pm and not come home til around 4:30am.  I never felt unsafe. I had more fun that I can write about.  In fact…here is one story.


I always had big boobs….always and still.  Most of my friends were late bloomers and I was a super early bloomer.  My nickname from a group of older guys was “Let-Me-Touch-Em”  So…my best friend had a car.  I told the guys that if they wanted to see my boobies then they had to put 5$ in the mailbox.  And once they put the money in the mailbox..I would show them..with my bra on…20$ you could see some skin.   Linda and I always had plenty of gas money.  I was a young entrepreneur.  No regrets. 


I have always had a silly and playful personality. I think that is what keeps me young.  


Last updated August 20, 2025


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