Have you ever lost your marbles? This morning, I found my authentic marble marbles in an old shoe-box.

Our home was wrecked by the recent South Texas hail-storm, so we covered the roof with tarp; it's a temporary fix.

If you look closely, you'll see an bandage on my big toe. I dropped a hammer on it. I'm klutzy. <3 ;)

We had a big hail storm and it was coming at us sideways like.

I love this old picture of my wife and I.

I didn't hurt this baby bull; we just danced for about 20 minutes. A real Spanish matador autographed my picture.

A muddy King Ranch road. There are amazing things down this road, like wildlife and my truck; it got stuck.

An old King Ranch mesquite tree and a quarter horse. The tree is sure a lot easier to catch.

I took this picture at an excellent restaurant, at South Padre Island.... wish I could remember its name.

I snapped this picture right before I dropped my iPhone in the surf... but I saved it.

My hand autographed Paul Newman picture; he was a very kind man.

#HolidayDish ~ This is one of the little ones; we have so many.

My little John Deere tractor.

Gena is my wife. I love her. :)

I'm a terrible photographer, hence the serious look. I have to really focus.

My mom and dad's wedding day, 1949.

James A. Stockton, D.D.S.

My father was a U.S. Navy dentist. I saw my dentist, therefore, every day. :D

The years haven't changed my little chin dimple or my love of life. <3 :)

I love the Three Stooges!