As we pulled onto Cushing's Seventh Street, I noticed the quietness of the community, and the quaintness of the buildings lining "Main Street." I had always wondered what it was like to live and work in a small town, and after driving through it on my way to Tyler, Cushing seemed like the perfect place to learn about. I asked my boyfriend about the town since he is also from a local small town, and he said that to him, Cushing was a fine place to grow up, or retire but not to live. He decided to take me out to eat on Friday evening after midterms at the 7th street cafe where they, "had the best hamburgers in the county, and for $1.99 you can't beat the price." We later visited Cushing on Sunday March 13th at eleven in the morning, and again on Wednesday March 16th around...