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Oliver The Finicky Cat

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This cat wandered up to our place a couple years ago. I’m not sure he likes being an outside cat, but I’m not willing to take our relationship far enough to let him indoors. But he does have his “Throne” in the garage. He started using the backseat of my Gold Wing Motorcycle for his domicile. I now have him a bed that has been installed in place of just an old naugahyde seat. I’m not sure what is going to happen if I ever decide to use that motorcycle for it’s intended purpose again, like riding around the Hill … Continue reading Oliver The Finicky Cat

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Sid and Fay

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When Madeline and I married we moved into a trailer house (we called it a mobile home – but it was a trailer house, I’m pretty sure). It was in Sherwood Shores. Our next door neighbors were Sid and Fay. They were retired. Our place was almost new and was pretty spacious, for a young couple just starting out. Sid and Fay lived in a very small older trailer, but it was immaculate. Everything was pretty and neat. We shared a small pond out back that had ducks swimming around all the time. We would sit out back and visit … Continue reading Sid and Fay

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When We First Moved To Jollyville

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We left Smithwick in August of 1956. My brother, Kenny was ready to start to first grade early the next month. I turned 4 years old that month. Our dad, Cecil had just had a career altering run-in with Skinny Childers at Pure Stone, where he had been from the beginning of its existence. I guess Skinny had seen something in Cecil and had hired him as his right hand man to get the plant built and the quarry started. He even allowed Cecil to own and operate the dump trucks that brought the rock from the quarry into the … Continue reading When We First Moved To Jollyville

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Excuse Me Officer, But You Are Wrong

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In 1977 I was on my way to Houston from Austin. I was headed to an important meeting in downtown Houston. When I got the Brenham, several cars flashed their lights indicating an officer was up ahead. I slowed and maintained the speed limit. My radar detector went off indicating there was a cop up ahead. We met around on the east side of town and he immediately he whipped around and stopped me. He informed me that he clocked me 15 mph over the limit. I explained to him that he was as full of it as a Christmas … Continue reading Excuse Me Officer, But You Are Wrong

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Going For Acupuncture

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In between surgeries on the cervical portion of my spine, to which there have been three now, I went to an Acupuncturist in San Antonio hoping to get relief. Kenny had been to him several times and it hadn’t killed him, so I figured I was as tough as he is. I’m not sure if this feller was Chinese or Korean or something else from that part of the world. His name is Hou Chi Dung. As side note, he has a son that is in practice with him. The son goes by the name Dunn. Maybe a pretty good … Continue reading Going For Acupuncture

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Watch Out What You Ask A Friend To Do

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My friend John had recently married a small attractive lady with long blonde hair. She had been a school teacher but had recently become a real estate agent. John knew that I had the ability to find out vehicle ownership with the tap of a few computer keys, just by knowing a license plate number. From that within just a few seconds I could see if that person has a criminal record, and other valuable information as well. He asked me if I’d mind if his wife called me if she was headed out with a client and was nervous … Continue reading Watch Out What You Ask A Friend To Do

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The Very Unlucky Little Dog

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Several years ago I was taking some folks a lawn mower on a 2 axle. I’m not going to mention names. These people aren’t on Facebook, so there’s no reason that someone should bring this up to them and cause us all to relive that nightmare. These folks raised these little miniature wiener dogs. When I got out of the pickup, there were several of them circling me, as if they were racing, yapping every step. I walked around back and dropped the first ramp, being careful to time it so there wasn’t a dog around to be struck. What … Continue reading The Very Unlucky Little Dog

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Never A Broken Bone

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Hey folks, can we make this about me for just one minute. As if I don’t have a pretty bad habit of doing just that. I’ve told about everything that has ever happened in my life. Almost. Every near miss. Miraculously I’ve never had a broken bone. In my story about going for the Army draft physical I told about crushing my foot. There we no bone fractures. The bones had what Dr. Allen called radial cracks, I think. There were bones that had longitudinal cracks but nothing fractured, if that makes sense. He bandaged my foot but no cast. … Continue reading Never A Broken Bone

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Cadillac Horse Trailers

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The Old In-Line Horse Trailers have all but disappeared. When I looked online, I could scarcely find any. I finally found the two photos below. We always called them Cadillac Trailers. Not sure why, but I guess a fancy Cadillac Automobile could pull one without much effort. But then I thought, is it possible that a company named Cadillac Trailers made them? I called my brother to enquire as to his knowledge on the matter, knowing he once had one. He had bought it to pull behind one of those conversation party vans that were really most popular in the … Continue reading Cadillac Horse Trailers

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The Smashed Finger

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It was a cold February morning in 1971. My dad had leased a truck out to a Trucking Company in San Antonio with me driving it. I would spend all week living in a small rundown motel, The Spur, that was along I-10 on the east side of San Antonio. The trucking yard was just down the frontage road. Most of the time I hauled equipment around San Antonio, but one afternoon I was dispatched to a steel company on north I-35 to load steel beams to go to a new building being built in Houston. I got loaded and … Continue reading The Smashed Finger