Glenn And The Little Boy Eatin Bananas, and More.

I am still wanting to collect stories about Glenn Lewis, for a future book.I know it seems like I ran out of gas on the project, but I’ve been pretty busy trying to keep the wolves off my door step. But I’m slowly inching forward on that project, so if you think of anything be sure to jot it down and send to me or pickup the phone and tell it to me. I love to talk and hardly ever run on to anyone to talk to. But I was on the phone with an unnamed character the other day … Continue reading Glenn And The Little Boy Eatin Bananas, and More.

Glenn Lewis’s Old Blue & White “62” Ford Pickup

Anyone that was around Marble Falls in the 60s should remember Glenn’s old pickup. It was his main mode of transportation for much of the 1960s, much of the time it was pulling an old one horse trailer. When we finished the job at Lakeway, the first of our projects when we made our move to the Austin area, Old Blue had given up on Glenn and he left it sitting in a field out at the side of where the new condos were being built. He and big Jimmy went back to get it several months later after the … Continue reading Glenn Lewis’s Old Blue & White “62” Ford Pickup

Glenn And The Radio Antenna

I ask Marshall Wier if I’d ever told him the story of Glenn Lewis and the Inspection Sticker. He said I hadn’t, but offered up the following: No, I’ve never heard that one. Von (LaVaughn Meredith) told me one, years ago ,about an incident that occurred at The Yacht Cafe involving a hiway patrolman. It seems that someone had cut the long whip radio antenna off of the patrol car. The officer mentioned to Von that the antenna had been cut off of his car. He told Von that he was fairly certain he knew who had done the deed … Continue reading Glenn And The Radio Antenna

Glenn Went Coon Huntin Down On The Pedernales

Now I’m going to tell you a story about Glenn Lewis, just the way it was told to me a little while ago on the phone by Pat Taylor. What I need you to understand is I don’t need to be hearing from any animal rights folks or other bleeding hearts concerning this. It’s over and done with and it was well over 50 years ago when things were much different than they are now. Here’s what happened. Glenn was down on the Pedernales River in some of that rough country coon huntin. He was ridin a young cold-blooded colt. … Continue reading Glenn Went Coon Huntin Down On The Pedernales

Old Man Cardwell

When we were young, I would have been a preteen, we went all over Smithwick horseback. Mostly it was Kenny, Jimmy Palmer, Glenn Lewis and me, but sometimes other boys in the community joined in. I guess it had more to do with whether a youngster had access to a horse. Everett and Maude Jackson had the little store beside the road just below the cemetery, back towards the church house. The store had really limited fare. Mostly snacks and soda pops. Maybe some soda crackers and Vienna Sausages or potted meat. I don’t remember there being many perishables. Seems … Continue reading Old Man Cardwell

Harold & Catherine

Harold and Catherine were some of the first people that moved in at Smithwick Mills, the subdivision my dad had built from our old home place. They had spent most, if not all of their long married life in Houston. With the crime and meanness going on, they felt Smithwick calling. They became very good friends to my parents. In the later part of the 1970s Kenny and I had contracted some work up on Mormon Mill Road, in Marble Falls, installing water and wastewater lines for a development that Mike O’Connor was building. It required a lot of blasting … Continue reading Harold & Catherine

I Just Had A Winfield Memory Pop Up In My Head

Not long before Winfield’s death, I was in Houston and met him for lunch near his downtown office. He had not yet been disbarred for getting busted with drugs. He was making plans to come to Austin and open a practice. The rules about Attorney’s had changed allowing television advertising. Houston was saturated with those commercials but it hadn’t so much made it’s way to Austin. He was sure that him investing in a great advertising campaign would put him on the map post haste. He certainly had the line of BS to go a long way. Maybe had things … Continue reading I Just Had A Winfield Memory Pop Up In My Head

The Train Locomotive

When were were kids driving around looking for something to get into, a bunch of us ended up out on Fairland Rd. There was a little train locomotive they always left sitting. This one particular night it was parked a long way from anything so we decided to stop and check it out. Someone suggested if we could get it started, perhaps we could take it for a spin. I was pretty savvy with machinery and got it started in the matter of seconds. Luckily I could not figure how to engage it and make it move. I also couldn’t … Continue reading The Train Locomotive

When My Dad Passed On

My Dad did a lot of things throughout his life that I was very proud of him far. He was a very generous guy. He really would give you the shirt off his back. He’d even pull his pants off and hand them to you on Main Street, if he thought there was a good reason for doing so. He really didn’t care what anyone thought. “They can just kiss my ass“, was the attitude he went through life with. To just say he did things his own way just doesn’t seem adequate. He took it to a whole new … Continue reading When My Dad Passed On