So I’m watching the local news coverage in South Texas, of the destruction left behind after Hurricane Bret blew through. Falfurrias, I knew some people who lived in that small, almost border town. There were buildings downed, trees uprooted, and livelihoods devastated. Camera close-up: remains of an Exxon station where the leathered old man admitted he’d been around long enough not to be defeated by his unfortunate turn of events. Simply put, he said