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

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

How About Some Highway Talk, To Get The Morning Going.

One time when we were talking about borrow or bar ditches and crowns in the road, those terms are critical that make roadways safe during rainy conditions. That reminded me of another road building term. When you hear about the amount of super in a curve, (which I guarantee most of you never have) that actually is short for Superelevation. That is how much slope there is in a curve or how much tilt there is. If you notice racetracks have varying degrees of slope, depending on the speed that will be used during a race. A highway curve is … Continue reading How About Some Highway Talk, To Get The Morning Going.

Flying Down The Colorado

You can travel far and wide and not see prettier sites (or sights for the grammar police 😭🤣) than right here in the Hill Country. These were taken on a return trip from out in West Texas in Kenny’s Helicopter – Dec. 2009 (excuse the glare on some photos – shooting thru the bubble) I had a lease agreement with Kenny and could lease it when I need to look at projects that were farther away. Came in pretty handy. Flying right down the Colorado River to the upper end of Lake Buchanan. Continue reading Flying Down The Colorado