Luxora

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Sometimes words aren’t needed. Luxora, my hometown, where I was born and raised, is just such a word. So, I won’t say much. The pictures tell my story, my Luxora story.

I am very pleased, happy, and proud, to share my Luxora with you.

Click on the link below to be taken to a mythical, magical, mystical place, Luxora.

Luxora is located near the mighty Mississippi River, home of the mighty Luxora Panthers.

Enjoy your visit to a special place, to the Luxora of my past, of my present, of my always, my Luxora…

This book is autobiographical.

It relies on my subjective remembrance. There is a clear delineation between fact and fiction. I have tried to be true, above all, to my own Luxora experience. Everyone who is a Luxora Panther, with black and gold blood flowing through our veins, will find a bit of their story, told in my autobiographical essays. For this reason, I wish to share with you and thus dedicate this book to all the people of Luxora, my hometown.

As is often the case, there are other people, who although not born or bred in Luxora, Arkansas, will nonetheless hear their own story being told through my voice. They will see the pictures of my teachers and my sports teams, and rather than see what I see, or hear what I hear, they will instead hear their story.

Luxora, my hometown, is not only my story, but the story of every man, woman and child on Earth who has been nurtured in the small town atmosphere, who has experienced the uniqueness of a place that is timeless, a time that is placeless, and although fades away into our collective memory, is never forgotten.

Luxora, my hometown, is also your hometown. It doesn’t belong to me. Luxora belongs to all of us…