At one point, we had a father and two sons on a porch, and they were having a barbecue, and they told us a story about how they were trapped in their house for four days with water up to their necks.

We were all wearing FEMA shirts. I struck up a conversation with one of the marshals, and halfway through the 40-second conversation, he stopped me and said, 'Get rid of the T-shirt. You will die with that T-shirt on.' There were 50 shirts coming off.

I would never have believed it unless I saw it. The devastation just goes on for miles and miles and miles. I mean, it just goes on forever.

We were looking around for the president, but he wasn't there.

One father is enough to govern one hundred sons, but not a hundred sons one father

She's a former Longhorn, and I'm one of her sons. Sign for my mom.