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    West By God, Again

    Our Move Across The Country Up until last November I have lived in West Texas my entire life. I’ve been proud to say I come from God’s country—the wide-open spaces, the mesquites, the real cowboys (shout out, Dad), the rolling plains, the larger-than-life cotton farms, rusty pickups, backyard barbecues, lake days, Friday Night Lights, chips and salsa, margaritas and Chiltons, bourbon and Topo Chico. Place has played such a big role in my identity. I’m a fifth generation Texan and grew up on a ranch that’s been in our family for more than a century. Texans are a proud breed. We’re quick to tell a stranger we’ve just met—I’m from…