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I was born August 27, 1956 in Texarkana, Arkansas. Now before you get any ideas, my parents lived on the Texas side of Texarkana; they just went to the hospital on the Arkansas side of town. They did get me to Texas in a few days, and I have been here ever since.

I grew up on a small farm, on the south side of Texarkana, literally in the Sulphur River bottoms. My dad worked an hourly job and my mom, well, she was my mom. Always cooking, always cleaning, always doing the things that moms did back in those days. My parents did not receive much formal education, but they knew an awful lot. I guess you could call it common sense. I had one brother and one sister, but they were pretty much grown by the time I was old enough to remember anything.

You’ve probably figured out by now that we grew up pretty poor. But I’m not sure we realized it. I look back now and I know it was pretty rough, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. We heated the house with a wood heater, we did all our farming with horses or mules, and we didn’t even have running water in the house until I was about seven years old. Even up until the time I left home for college, we did not have any hot water in the house. My dad didn’t like those hot water tanks and he was afraid they might blow up, so we didn’t have one. Wow, the memories that brings back.

I will always remember my mom stressing how important an education would be to me, how it would allow me to live an easier life than they had lived, and how it would open doors to do other things. And she was right. My mom never allowed me to ignore my education and in May 1974, I became the first person in my family to graduate from high school. I will never forget the happiness in my mom’s face when the ceremony was over and I handed her my diploma. There is just something about seeing your children be successful that cannot be explained, and you can only understand it once you have experienced it.

Throughout my years as an educator, I have always tried to remember where I came from and what it took to get me where I am today. I had many people in my life that encouraged me and kept me going. I can only hope that I have returned that favor by encouraging a few students along the way and helping them pursue their dreams.

  1. Sandra Palmore permalink

    This brought tears to my eyes as I remembered the many hours we spent playing and you running from Aunt Pansy when she was trying to give you a spanking. They were very proud of you and so are we. We love you.

  2. Mr. Hancock, your story where you came from was very similar to my story. Thank you for sharing your background with us. I commend you for your efforts and accomplishing your goals in education. Another event I would like to point out is the simple pleasures of having both parents “together” to support you. This speaks volumes and a true blessing.

  3. happy lewis permalink

    Hey Mr. Hancock,

    I am from Texarkana Arkansas as well, particularly mandeville.I was tickled when your dad refused to have a water tank. It is good to hear that people from the place I call home strive forward in their education endeavors. Congratulations and I am sure RC is in the right hands.

    Happy T. Lewis

  4. Christine Guldi permalink

    Hello, Mr. Hancock,
    I do not know whether you are the best person for me to contact. Please redirect this message if it should go to someone else.

    I am a grandma in Dallas. When I read in the Dallas Morning News and at about the Seaway Pipeline threat to Lake Lavon I was alarmed about my water supply. Then I saw on the Railroad Commission’s pipeline map viewer that this tar sand pipeline goes within a mile of two public schools in Royce City – between Scott Elementary and a Middle School.

    Of course that pipeline has been where it is for thirty-six years. Next month, it is supposed to start carrying not crude oil but heated, highly pressurized, viscous, diluted tar sand. Tar sand appears to be a new type of product for pipelines, and our regulators and legislators are so far not treating it any differently than old products even though its record of spills seems to be higher and more serious than the types of spills we might see from Texas crude oil. (A small hole in a North Dakota tar sand pipeline shot tar sand sixty feet into the air for 45 minutes before the operators confirmed a farmer’s report that there was a leak.) Because the schools are so close to the pipeline, I wonder if the school board might persuade our Texas regulators to take this seriously.

    If Enbridge, the Canadian company that is undertaking this change in the Seaway Pipeline, were trustworthy, there might still not be a problem. They operated the pipeline in Michigan that spilled a million gallons of tar sand into the Kalamazoo River in June, 2010, requiring evacuation of nearby residents for three weeks while benzene levels in the air were unsafe. The Kalamazoo River has still not been cleaned up. As I understand it, no one really knows how to clean up tar sand.

    So, please, do you know who in your school district or city might want to follow up on this potential hazzard?

    Yours truly,
    Chris Guldi
    972 239-5878

  5. Rosiland Davis permalink

    Thanks again for coming back home to Liberty-Eylau for out teacher in-service to reflect, thank and encourage. Teaching is a calling and the fruits of our labor aren’t always given or seen in the beginning. We stay on the journey because we know and believe we can, are and will make a difference.

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