Photo Credit: Peggy James I got his email and wanted to shout: “Hey, buster, does the phrase “continued behavior pattern” mean anything to you? But I didn’t. Travis is at it again. His email revealed a litany of complaints about our neighborhood, our country road, our board officers, bad decisions made that will cost him money , yada-yada-yada . Travis is a Christian brother but you’d never know it. He is a large, loud man who shoots his mouth off as often as he shoots his guns back here in the hills. He interrupts at our road meetings and, like a typical hothead, he speaks truth but with a tone that makes me feel like I need to duck in case some of his words fly at me and smack me upside the face. I thought we were making progress, but we’re not. It is our rough road that brings us together . Last year we picked up the neglected pieces of our road association. We agreed to assemble once again to talk, make decisio...