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For better or worse, I was born a Booth. My dad’s side of the family came over from the UK around 1910, and for most of my early life I assumed Kevin Booth was just uncommon enough to feel like a private club. When I was 13, living in Houston, a man working for my father was Jack Oswald, who later moved to Dallas. The Booths and the Oswalds would vacation together. They had a ski boat, and they taught us how to make chalupas. And yes, I don’t think I was paranoid when I kept

A couple of days ago, it was announced that the winning ticket for the $1.8 billion Powerball jackpot had been sold at a gas station...