Our Eyes Are Fixed On: Glynn Wilcox

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His scrapbooking skills are beyond. Think we’re kidding? He just won a blue ribbon for a scrapbook he entered at the State Fair of Texas.

Glynn Wilcox was born on the Texas Gulf Coast. After living outside Texas for too long, he moved to Dallas ten years ago. The father of two incredible boys, he devotes as much time as possible to his family.

Fixated Facts: 

What would you name the autobiography of your life?  A Quiet Public Life.

How did you hear about Oral Fixation? A flyer/web search.

What inspired you to participate in Oral Fixation? I believe we all have a story to tell.

What other story did you consider submitting to Oral Fixation and why? I have so, so, so many. One is this: During the summer, we use to jump into the river off a train bridge, and we almost caused a train wreck.

What is your favorite smell? The smell of my children’s heads when I kiss them goodnight.

If you could meet anyone, living or dead, who would it be and why? Abraham Lincoln. He just seems like a cool dude.

What do you want to be when you grow up? A teacher. I got my secondary education degree and taught for a little bit, but I found a better job in the private sector.

Who is your favorite cartoon character and why? I grew up with Looney Tunes; I still dig Bugs Bunny.

What is your favorite Dallas hangout? The Bishop Arts District.

What is the weirdest compliment you’ve ever received? That was better than it should have been.

What is the most embarrassing mistake you’ve ever made? Complimenting a dead man.

Name one thing you miss about being a kid. Not having to pay bills or work.

What is the best book you’ve read in the last decade and why would you recommend it? I think Freakonomics was great, but my go-to is still To Kill a Mockingbird.

Sneak peek: “With the smoke detectors going off and the acrid smell of smoke in my nose, I went down the hall again to a larger flicker, but it still didn’t click, so I went back to bed. I woke up with my lungs searing with each breath. When I got to my bedroom door to look down the hall, all I could see was a thick black haze lit from behind by an orange glow. And then it dawned on me: The house is on fire.

Catch Glynn’s story on November 3 and 12!

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