William (known by the media, and by whom he referred to as the stinking paparazzi, as Bayou Billy) was being called to Washington to testify before one House select committee and one Senate committee about proposed agricultural subsidies and migrant workers. As he watched the sun set over the bayou, he tried to fix in his mind how he would end the day when he was back home rather than how he would probably end the day in DC . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Jin Yen Yau, now a Texas resident, had lived many places and visited many more, but never had he seen so many consistently, stunningly gorgeous sunsets as here on the Texas Gulf Coast. . . . . David, Sf.G.
John Boy didn’t mind sunrises, some were real beauties; but he really loved the Texas Gulf Coast sunsets and made sure to watch almost every night. His theory on sunrises was, “If we were meant to see the sun rise on a regular basis, it would have been scheduled later in the day.” Hard to argue with that logic. . . . . David, Sf.G.
More and more John and Candy found it much better to turn off the Google and Yahoo news on the computer and hand held devices, turn off the radio and the TV, get rid of the chaos and just watch the sunset. They found there was something very soothing about the predictability . . . . . David, Sf.G.
As little Antonio looked at the sunset, he asked his mother, “How did the sky get bruised?” . . . . David, Sf.G.
Almost every night, Bob Jim and Suzie came down to the dock on the bayou to watch the sunset and enjoy the calm before the storm which was the ten o’clock news. The two needed a little calm before hearing about tornadoes, fires, Benghazi, the IRS scandal, reporters’ phones tapped, North Korea firing missiles, arsenic found in chickens and who knew what else? . . . . . David, Sf.G.
