I have wanted to be one in a million since 1977. That was the year that The Oak Ridge Boys thrilled my heart with their popular song, “You’re the One (In a Million).” Forty-two years later I have finally earned “one in a million” status. National Public Radio showcased the city of Houston today in a series about the Urban Frontier. The reporter announced that one million people have moved to the Houston area in the last decade.
I was not surprised to learn that I was one of a million people that had moved to this area over the last ten years because, on any given day, it looks like I share Interstate 10 with at least a couple of million vehicles. Even after living here for a year, it’s the immense size of Houston that still surprises me; the highways seem to be never-ending, and there’s no counting the restaurants. According to the NPR report, Houston possesses a “virbrant restaurant scene,” and is even larger than I imagined. It’s 620 square miles! Four U.S. cities—Philadelphia, Detroit, Chicago, and Baltimore—can fit simulataneously into Houston’s city limits.
While I have been “one in a million” for a relatively short time, Boyd and I conferred the title of “One in a Million Mother” on our Mom back in 1977. We quickly memorized the lyrics of The Oak Ridge Boys’ hit song, and made a plan to serenade Mom when she arrived home from work. In our enthusiasm, we shrieked the words at the top of our voices. Mom sweetly thanked us. But I still remember that she laughed until tears ran down her cheeks at our amazingly off-key duet. Mom’s laugh that day was “one in a million”!