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Home, we all have one. It's that place in our memories that draws us back; where, for a moment, or a lifetime, our hearts are captured and our lives are defined. My father's boyhood home was a red dirt town of high blue skies, parched paintless buildings, cactus and a relentless West Texas wind.  The kind of place that never lets you forget that the strength of where you are will design and create who you become. “Sweetwater” is a celebration of my father and a study of a beloved, small Texas town that would one day call him home.

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