At Least We Have Austin

We were visiting Rocky Mountain National Park recently. Near the main visitor center is a long staircase leading to a vantage point for taking pictures or just looking around. It had been closed for construction last time we were there and this time the boys wanted to walk up.

So we did, just the three of us. The rest of the family hung out at the visitor center, drinking hot chocolate and checking out the view from the massive windows.

When we got to the top, we found ourselves in a lucky lull between crowds of people. It was just a dad with his two kids and us. We each did our own thing until Daryl walked up to me, looking very concerned and uncomfortable.

“Mommy,” he said, “that man over there told his kids, ‘Hey, you should be doing better than this. You are from Colorado, not Texas!’ Why would he say that?”

My poor son looked like his feelings were hurt. Either that, or he was wondering if there was something wrong with being from Texas.

“Oh, honey, he’s probably referring to the altitude. I bet his kids were complaining about the walk.”

About then, the man, having overheard our conversation, looked over and said, “I’m sorry if you guys are from Texas. I could have picked any place: Louisiana, Oklahoma, whatever. It doesn’t mean anything.”

“Actually,” I said, “we are from Texas. Well, they are. I live there but still have trouble claiming it.”

After nearly twenty years, I’m not sure why I still say that. Part of it is because my general outlook on life and society is so different from the standard Texas one. Mostly though, it’s because I grew up in Oklahoma and Oklahomans have chips on their shoulders about Texas, that big neighbor to the south that thinks so much of itself.

As I was pondering whether I should embrace my children’s birth state more fully, the man said, “At least you have Austin!”

I laughed. Yes, at least we have Austin. I laughed because it’s not the first time I’ve heard that remark as I’ve traveled the country and because he tipped his political hand in that one brief remark. I can only assume that those of a more liberal persuasion have resisted completely writing off Texas because at least we have Austin.

1 thought on “At Least We Have Austin

  1. I love this! Coming from a state that many people think is decidedly one way or the other politically. People I meet from other regions have very strong opinions about it being “blue” or “red,” depending upon where they themselves are from and which part of New Hampshire (or New England in general) the person has been introduced to. I often get grief about how “conservative” or “liberal” my lifelong home state is, and it makes me laugh every time. The truth is, these perceptions are directly related to the fact that most people can’t differentiate one New England state from the other and don’t understand that the political persuasions are clustered in such a way that you really would have to say all six New England states are “purple.” I’m proud of my home state and love that I can expect to find people of similar politics in certain areas, and people who are far more liberal or far more conservative around the corner. I always cringe at the divisiveness which seems so rampant these days…but maybe it was there all along and it’s only now that I’m traveling heavily that I notice it so much. So when I go somewhere and find the attitudes or politics disheartening I can tell myself, “at least the U.S. has New England!” …along with plenty of places like Austin, too..;)

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