On the evening of the Senior Awards Banquet, my mom and I sat together in the gymnasium bleachers to watch my cousin Jeremy receive some award, I don’t remember what.  I was a junior, one year younger, and was interested in what types of awards I might be eligible for a year later.  There were pins given for the top grade in each class subject.  After Travis Brawner, a handsome guy who was the star kicker of the football team and a pretty good pole vaulter, received his third or forth pin in home economics, I turned to share my surprise with mom.  She grinned at me and said, “You should marry that boy, Fawn.  He is better at the domestic stuff than you are!” Flash forward 15 years.  Travis is … Read entire article »