To the Editor,

Well it all started a few weekends ago when the wife suggested that it be a good day to mow the front yard. And seeing as most of the time our wives are more right than they are wrong, I decided it was best not to argue and play the percentages to my favor and went and got the mower out of the garage.

I gassed it up.

And seeing how the lawn was pretty high I adjust the wheels so the grass would not clump up under the mower, started it and proceeded to start walking back and forth across the yard, glancing at the open front door to see if my wife was giving me a smile of approval for me doing my masculine duty and making sure our yard was not a blight on the neighborhood but she wasn't so I continued so maybe she would later.

It was later when I finally finished the front yard and started on the strips between the streets and the sidewalks that I had to remove my BETO for Senate yard signs so I could mow.

I looked down the street and saw that a few of my neighbors had put up Ted Cruz tough as Texas yard signs.

Tis America.

I started moving again and the more I thought about, the more I got in the mindset of besting the Joneses and having the best campaign signs on the block and doing my part in saving America! So I lowered the wheels on the mower and proceeded to a patch of grass I hadn't mowed yet and carved out B-E-T-O on the strip by the street so anyone driving by would see it and instantly change their mind and vote for Beto and Texas would be better represented in the Senate and Cruz wouldn't have a job to build a platform on to run for President again.

That was the plan.

Well, I finished up the mowing and put the mower back in garage and walked around front to survey my work. I turned around and saw my wife standing on the porch.

She was indeed smiling.

I went over and she said " the yard looks nice but you missed a spot."

So I took her by the hand and showed her my political handiwork.

"That's clever. But we can't leave it up. We still need to live.with our neighbors here after the election." She said.

Darn!

So I went back out to the garage and got the mower and headed back out to the front yard. And on the way. I thought about what she said.

It was true. After the election, or in fact any election or sports event or anything else where we choose which side to be on, after the event and no matter the results, we still will have to live with each other whether on the same block, the same town or even in the same nation.

I mowed the letters off.

I will still vote for Beto as I see him as being more representative of the people of Texas beyond their party or ideolgy. And I will not support Cruz simply because I see him as using the people of Texas to represent him. That being said, I will support my neighbors to choose for themselves. And by not putting another selfish wedge between good, honest people already bombarded with so many divisive influences in our daily lives, I can contribute to a more peaceful neighborhood. And that might manifest itself into a more peaceful town and even to a more peaceful existence with each other sharing a mutually respectful, peaceful nationality.

And that is more important to me than a campaign sign.

Now this was the original ending of this letter. However yesterday I discovered that someone had removed my Beto signs from my yard in the middle of night. Again. And again my yard needed mowing after the recent rains.

I Iooked down the street and the Cruz signs remained stirring the embers of my political competiveness.

I looked at the spot where the B-E-T-O once stood.

I thought about it.

Then I thought about how if we, all of us, indeed want to change this country for the better, we must get better at how we choose the people, and by the quality of the people who represent us. For to stay the same, nothing will improve. No domination of any one party will make us better. And any negative act or political sign locally will mean anything.

Our government is reflective of it's people. Take a good, hard look at what's happening. Does it represent us?

Why not?

Change for the better starts at home. Or in this case, our front yards

Vote accordingly.

Alan Fox, Waxahachie