This is one of the tall tales about Lee Odiorne (O’-di-orn)

This is my own phonetic breakdown – (Ode-E-Un, said real fast) Well my friends Lee & Annette Ussery sent me the transcript of the conversations of a bunch of area people gathered around the Ussery place several years ago, talking about Lee Odiorne and many funny and amusing stories that were told about him. Lee had passed on by that time, but his legacy still lives on through the stories that continue to be told about him. The following story was told by Joe Wennmohs:Lee & another fella were driving between Lampasas and Lometa, drinking whiskey and taking things real … Continue reading This is one of the tall tales about Lee Odiorne (O’-di-orn)

Not Every Land Deal Will Make You Money

This is the story of a piece of land I got up in Dallas one time, to settle a debt. Here goes: These real estate deals can be crazy. Outfit owed me about $300k on an apartment project in Houston in the 1990s.I put a lien on it and waited about 2 years.They wanted to sell the project so they had to square with me.They had 21 acres in south Dallas they gave me in trade for releasing the lien. How can I go wrong owning 21 acres in Dallas, with I-35 frontage? Except when I sold it about a … Continue reading Not Every Land Deal Will Make You Money

1974 was a really wet year over in San Jacinto County, Eastern Texas

About this time of the year, October 1974 took us down past Huntsville to do a drainage project. It was a new development on Lake Livingston called Waterwood. It was aptly named, especially that year. We were in a piney … Continue reading 1974 was a really wet year over in San Jacinto County, Eastern Texas

Ever Wonder Where The Town Of Falfurrias Got It’s Name

The name “Falfurrias” antedates Anglo association with the area, and its derivation is uncertain. Town founder Edward C. Lasater claimed that it was a Lipan word meaning “the land of heart’s delight”. Others believed that it was the Spanish name … Continue reading Ever Wonder Where The Town Of Falfurrias Got It’s Name

The Fire

Ruby Waggoner was my dad’s mother. She and my grandfather had divorced when Cecil was very young. He was raised by his dad, Theron and a host of aunts, uncles and his grandparents. Ruby Lee, Grannie Ruby or Grannie was a big part of our life going up. She lived in Austin and visited her often. She was one funny old gal that laughed a lot and made the rest of us laugh. Any time after I was grown and had projects around North Austin, I’d stop by even if for just a few minutes. One day she and I … Continue reading The Fire