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Crystal City, a small south Texas town was known for two things. It was where the once famous La Raza Unita Political Party was born and … Continue reading Working Down At The Spinach Capital Of The World
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Below is a screenshot of a story I wrote one time about how my early life was and how telling my own sons (and my very skeptical wife) about it and the friendships I made all those many years ago at the little country school I attended. It truly was and is a magical part of my life. Facebook has helped me to reconstruct so much of that era through reconnecting with so many of those early friends made six decades and more ago. My Memories Live On Thru Facebook And The Angora Chronicles. Continue reading I’m Not Sure They Ever Bought Into My Jollyville Stories
My grandmother Leona, or Nonie to many people, was the best at remembering everything each of her grandsons ever said. She would always call them Kenny or Ronnie’s sayins. For her they were non stop. I often wondered if everyone else enjoyed hearing them as much as she liked telling them. When I was about 3 years old, one day I ran in the house (by the way I didn’t always talk all that plain) hollering “Mawmaw come out here. Now Me knows how em does it”. I had just seen a chicken lay an egg out in the yard. … Continue reading Nonie and Her Sayins
CALCASIEU LUMBER – A Great Member Of The Austin Business Scene For Many Years Austin supported many lumberyards, but the largest was Calcasieu, started in 1883 by the Drake brothers and later named after the superior lumber harvested in Calcasieu Parish, La. “Better homes are built with better lumber,” reads an 1884 newspaper ad. “And that doesn’t mean high priced lumber either. Dealers in lumber, sash, doors, blinds, laths, piclets and all builders’ material.” Early photos show a small lumberyard with a pitched roof and a hitching post for horses. Later, Calcasieu expanded over two blocks with a three-story building … Continue reading Calcasieu Lumber Company
And I’m Thinking, Oh Really!!!! When I was 18 years old I hauled a Ford Backhoe for a friend, Donnie Mullins from over at Simonton and dropped it off at a place on I-10 west of Houston, out near Katy. There was private landing strip that ran adjacent to I-10 and a railroad track. It was a grass runway at an oilfield supply company. A plane came in and the pilot didn’t have the front nose gear locked in or there was a malfunction. As he was taxiing the nose gear collapsed and both props on the twin engine plane … Continue reading My Son’s, The Bull Riders
Please look at the need that is outlined below and help as much as you can. It is tax deductible. If you have any questions, please feel free to raise them. The museum is such a wonderful place and holds so many memories for anyone that is connected to the Old Granite Building. Below is a link that will allow you to donate to the cause. However if you are giving a sizable amount, a check hand delivered or mailed will allow for more funding to go to the cause without fees being added on. https://givebutter.com/fallsmuseum Continue reading Old Granite School Fundraiser Campaign
When we were kids, well teenagers, Cec had Kenny and me building a new shop building out from the house in Smithwick. It was a pipe frame, a simple structure. The cross bracing was used sucker rod (the steel rods lengths that were used with windmills to connect the wind-motor to the bottom pump) It was a misty rainy day. Kenny, using the skills he had learned in Ag Class was doing the welding. My job was to hold the long lengths of sucker rod. With it being wet, when he would strike an arc I would feel the current … Continue reading My Green Thumbs and Other Thumb Stories
I’ve only had this happen once and that was aplenty, thank you very much. The reason I referred to a vapor lock, that is an old term we seldom hear any longer. When I was a kid, It was a common occurrence. That’s when a gasoline line on an old vehicle would become too hot, usually because it wasn’t insulated from the heat of the exhaust. The gasoline would turn into vapor, stopping the flow of liquified gas. The engine would die and leave you stranded. There were a couple of remedies. You could sit for awhile until it cooled … Continue reading The Morning I Vapor Locked And Thought I Was Dying
I referenced several sources including newspapers, other written sources and maps to ascertain the history of the main highway that now takes us from Wichita Falls to Brownsville. I am only speaking to the stretch as it extends through Burnet County, as it gets much more complicated trying to talk about the entire stretch as it goes from Canada to Mexico. The photo below is a 1919 map. It doesn’t show an actual road extending from Blanco to Lampasas. (Probably just trails at that time) This map doesn’t show a road from Blanco to San Antonio either. The next two … Continue reading Trying To Figure Out The History Of US 281 Running Through Burnet County.
Marble Falls, Texas The First Modern Motel in Marble Falls. Before this time there were mostly Tourist Courts. Continue reading Highland Motel
This from the Highlander’s 100 Pages of Marble Falls History 1887-1987. Wonderful Memories of a man that helped make Marble Falls the great place it was to grow up in, back in the 60s. Continue reading Mac’s Sportsman’s Headquarters
Marble Falls High School – 1967/1968 I had no idea what the quote below the photo meant, so I looked it up. Here is the full poem. Now, I still don’t know what it means, but I never did really understand poetry. https://www.facebook.com/groups/729839877052650/permalink/773138669389437/ Continue reading Ronald “Ronnie” Gene Lewis – Sophomore Class Favorite
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