A water hose against the wind

My best friend’s father lost his home this week.

The entire house – gone in a few minutes. A spark, 40-mile-an-hour winds, drought-cured grass, and that was it. They tried to fight it with a garden hose. They escaped with the clothes on their backs. The barn survived, where their RV was parked.

I have been on the road for my Dirt Road Tour of Rural Texas, and when I called to check on them, she was …