A few hours along Route 69 North from Houston is Nacogdoches.   The oldest town in Texas, the town where the Marx Brothers became a comedy act instead of a singing group, and so much more.  Fred had a great time in the afternoon working with the very good choral group, and we enjoyed performing in the William M. Turner Auditorium, where we hadn’t been in so long that nobody quite remembered how long ago it was.  Glad to be back.  The cold wave which shut down much of Texas on Tuesday ( and eliminated our concerty in Corpus Christi) seems to be over.  Austin tomorrow.