I am blessed to have a fairly good memory bank to recall events when longing for the earlier times as a kid in Bandera.I can go stand in the paved parking on Cedar Street out in front of St. Stanislaus Catholic Church and I will have visions of a caliche dirt basketball court. There two young boys would draw a crude circle then wipe it clean of all the little rocks with their hands preparing to do battle after class at St. Joseph's Catholic School.Out came the aggies, catseyes and steelies then the war was on. Angel Martinez and I ...