Gatesville! Dang ... I went to 3rd and 4th grade here (my dad was regular army, stationed at Ft. Hood) ... schools were segregated and I was introduced to really nasty racism. It's the first place where I heard the word "n*gg*r" (and it still grates on me), and there were stinging caterpillars, hornets and wasps everywhere, trees with thorns, and party-line telephones. I hated it ... on the other hand, we lived across the street from the town pool, which was barely chlorinated and fed by cold, cold fresh water, and a season pass cost $5. Some of the other kids were OK with the Yankee in their midst, and I learned to ride a bicycle ... and I took my first photos there, using a Kodak Brownie camera ...