I walked on the Cottonwood Creek Trail, which has now been extended under the Central Expressway into Allen Station Park. Someday this Winter or Spring I hope to bicycle from my house to the Allen Public Library taking this bicycle path.
I caught the 1:28 p.m. train downtown. I arrived at 2:10 or so. I got off an exit or two early. I wanted to walk by the office building at which I began my legal practice in 1984. The building used to be called Lincoln Plaza but the building now bears the name Ross Tower. I felt a sense of nostalgia as I walked past the building and the parking garage.
I stopped in a 7-11 and bought a banana. I wanted to also buy a pocket comb, which would usually be a routine purchase at a convenience store. But the clerk looked at me as if I had asked for a woolly mammoth.
I went to the Old Red Courthouse, where, thirty or so years ago, I tried cases.
Now it is a well-done local history museum. I liked the short film about the Deep Ellum blues scene and the start of Texas Swing.
From 3:15 p.m. to 6:30 p.m., I volunteered time to judge more mock trial competitions. I had the chance to be the presiding judge who makes evidentiary rulings, but I foisted this off on another fellow. The two teams in trial were both very good. We all three scored it as very close, though two of us went one way, and the other attorney went the other.
I caught the train back to Collin County. My wife and our friends Donna and Scott met me at Hedary's Lebanese restaurant for dinner. Though it was a bit too chilly to do so, we happily sat outside. We talked about politics, and the curious Republican primaries this cycle.
Another warm day beckons tomorrow.